Hand It Over, The Spiritual Sword Chooses Its Owner (2)

Song Shi smiled. Since this woman was shameless enough to pluck his tea leaves, he would shamelessly use her as free labor.

"What do you mean by picking tea leaves for you? This is mine!"

Lu Youyou hurriedly waved her hand, wanting to put away the tea leaves.

"What's yours? Give it to me!"

Song Shi grabbed Lu Youyou's hand and threw it out without caring that she was a girl and weaker than him. Then, he put the jade basins filled with tea leaves on the ground into his storage ring.

Lu Youyou landed one hundred feet away in a sorry state. When she saw that Song Shi actually took the fruits of her labor, she was so angry that she trembled. "You… you're too shameless. The tea leaves are mine!"

She had deliberately placed the tea leaves she had picked here just to anger Song Shi. Who would have thought that she would be beaten up and taken advantage of?

"When is it yours? Don't you know that this tea tree is a reward from your father to me?"