C1285 Tea Aphasia

Ding Yiyi's hands were clenched into fists. Her gaze was already directed toward the crotch of the man. If he dared to make any move, she would give him a quick death.

The man didn't seem to be angry when he saw Ding Yiyi. He took another step forward. "Woof woof woof!" A big black dog with bright fur came running over from the distance