C430 Draw a Turtle on Your Face down

"So noisy …"

Hearing Gao Feiyun's scolding, Qi Haotian spat out the word again and pressed his hand down again.

As Qi Haotian's aura began to dissipate, Gao Feiyun's entire body fell to the ground, while his mouth was pressed against the ground.

"Wuu … wuu …" "Sob, sob, sob …"

Although Gao Feiyun struggled desperately, he only said it in a vague tone