C35 That Person's Identity

Feng Jiuge had just finished speaking. Chuh Zixiao felt an itch on his hand and his face instantly turned into a color palette. Red, purple, black! He pointed at Feng Jiuge awkwardly, "Feng... Feng Jiuge, you, you are bold. You, you are presumptuous!"

Chuh Zixiao's dignity had disappeared at this moment!

Feng Jiuge wanted to laugh when she saw Chuh Zixiao like this, but she held it in