"Pa!" Wen Jiujiu threw away the brush in his hand and turned around, with his butt facing him. Ruan Dichen was stunned, and his blood suddenly surged. He felt that this woman was playing tricks on him!

"Aren't you afraid?" Ruan Dichen gritted his teeth.

"What do you have to fear about me?" Wen Jiujiu waved his hand, not even bothering to look back, "Until the monarch is satisfied with my betrothal gift, you don't even dare to touch me!"
Chapter completed!