C2318 It's Time to Settle the Score

"Pa!"

"Enough, stop spraying, can't you save it!"

Just as small fruit was spitting out energy happily, Zhang Xing smacked his forehead at the parietal region.

Caw!

small fruit immediately shut his mouth and instantly covered his mouth with both hands.

Then, his body swayed like he was drunk, swaying...

"Squeak... Squeak!"

"I... feel dizzy! I can't take it anymore!"

As small fruit spoke