C118 No Difference

The strength of Qiao Qing Shan's attack could be imagined. Qiao Xiaomeng felt a sharp pain on her face and blood began to flow out from the corner of her mouth.

"You … "You hit me?" She looked at Qiao Qing Shan in disbelief.

"It's still light if I hit you, you innocent little demon! "This is so infuriating!"

Qiao Qing Shan glared angrily at Qiao Xiaomeng