\nThe female supervisor sitting on the sofa suddenly felt uncomfortable. She stood up and looked around dazedly, trying to escape.
Ning Shu immediately sprinkled glutinous rice on the ground. When the supervisor stepped on it, a scorching sound came out, and she instantly withdrew her foot.
Xie Yiyuan couldn’t help but laugh out loud as he watched Ning Shu dance with the peachwood sword. “Are you performing the dance of the great gods?”
“Shut up.” Xie Weiming slapped Xie Yiyuan on the head.