"I was Jiang Pengji. I just wanted to laugh. My eyes caught a barrage of bullets and almost froze.

[uncle and soldier]: anchor, it's dangerous. This girl wants to tease you.

"The little girl knows English well!" She naturally praised her five niangs and herself.

Wu Niang was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the man was shamelessly praising herself, and immediately burst out laughing.

Jiang Pengji urged, "it's getting late. Go back quickly and worship the goddess of flowers."

"Yes."

Five niangs nodded, found the direction of few people, and trotted away.

Jiang Pengji stood in place with her hands around her chest. After a while, she went straight behind a pear tree.

"If the little girl says she likes it to her face, you don't mean to move?"

Behind the tree, Wei CI felt that his heart was about to stop beating. He was so frightened that he hid back and hit the back of his head against the trunk.

"It seems that there is really a sweetheart, so I have the heart to refuse the little girl's wishes?"

Wei CI looked more serious than ever, her thin lips closed tightly, and her eyes looked sharply at Jiang Pengji.

"It's about Wu Niang's reputation. Don't mention it again."