C760 Restitution

However, no matter how embarrassed and embarrassed Zhang Xingyun was, he couldn't avoid Young Hall Master's foot. In the end, he could only sit on the ground and let her kick him.

"Why are you so weak!"

"Not fun, not fun!"

Zhang Xingyun was speechless. This isn't fun, why are you still so excited? Can't you just stop kicking?

"Ugh …"

Zhang Xingyun, who was receiving Ying Kongwu's baptism