C335 Witch Silly
Cen Zhi pinched Ji Chiyu's small ice face, "No, we can't kill him."
Ji Chiyu allowed Cen Zhi to knead him into a ball, "Why?"
Cen Zhi dragged her voice. "This is a secret."
Ji Chiyu brushed off Cen Zhi's hand and took a step back. His expression turned even colder. "Then you should continue being annoyed by him."
Cen Zhi pursed her lips, "He won't be so free if I give him something to do