Fighting with only 1 fist

Chu Yu looked at Fatty, speechless.

Even if she was trying to help and do the right thing, any smart human would not buy the story.

How could a saintess choose to be Fatty’s girl in such a short time without any demands?

Honestly, Fatty’s status was not low, and he was not weak.

But love was a process.

Even if it was love at first sight, it could not possibly be this fast!

Fatty sat opposite Chu Yu, rather depressed. He opened a bottle of wine and gulped it down. Then, he coughed out a foul smell and sputtered, "F*ck, this little b*tch is also a demon."

Also?

Chu Yu glanced at him.

Fatty looked Chu Yu in the eye and said, "Your Xu Xiaoxian is also a demonic girl!"

"She’s not mine." Chu Yu said flatly.

"You would know best if she’s yours." Fatty snickered at Chu Yu.

Then, he gulped down more beer and said, "That f*cking saint seemed to want to kill us both, but in actual fact, he only wanted to kill me! Casarina has Saint level equipment and would not die."