Prince and I in Desert Island

"The braised duck is an interesting name. It sounds very appetizing," Tyrant White Marten said after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.    

"It's Luya, not a soy duck. Are you itching?" Lu Ya said angrily.    

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't understand what you meant just now. Your name is Lu Ya, right?" Tyrant White Marten said carefully while covering his face.    

"Next time, if you dare to call me braised duck again, I'll show you!" Lu Ya raised her hand, gesturing that she wanted to hit him.    

Tyrant White Marten looked at his palm that was about to land on his face with a look of anticipation. There was no fear or unease at all.    

"Can you hit me?" Tyrant White Marten timidly asked.    

"Pa!"    

"I will grant your wish. No one has ever mentioned such a lowly request to me." Lu Ya stretched out her hand and heavily slapped Tyrant Mink's face.    

"Awesome!" Tyrant Mink heaved a sigh of relief as if he had just recovered from a long illness.    

"I've seen cheap people, but I've never seen you, so how can I be cheap?" Luya said helplessly.    

"Do you like such a cheap man?" Tyrant White Marten asked with a fawning face.    

"I am inclined towards violence. I don't know if you can accept this." Hearing Tyrant White Marten's words, Lu Ya immediately quieted down and timidly asked.    

"It's fine, I like people like you!" Tyrant White Marten hurriedly said.    

"Fine, can you accept my bad temper?" Luya asked curiously.    

"Hehe …" "I can accept it. I like everything about you." Tyrant White Sable said with a flattering look on his face.    

"Pa!"    

Lu Ya's heavy palm landed on Tyrant's face. Tyrant White Marten was not prepared at all to be beaten until it became confused and confused. He was completely clueless as to why he was tricked again.    

"How can you treat me like this? "This way, my temper will get worse and worse," Luya said with a wronged look on her face.    

"Then what should I do?" Tyrant White Marten asked, looking at Lu Ya with a stupefied expression.    

"Pa!"    

"You're calling me braised duck again? I'm tired of living!" Lu Ya said angrily. Without a doubt, Tyrant White Marten was heavily slapped once again.    

"Lu Ya, I'm sorry," Tyrant White Marten obediently apologized to Lu Ya.    

In a matter of minutes, the meeting between strangers became a mutual understanding, the reporting to the leader became a conversation between a violent woman and a masochist.    

It had to be said that the situation underwent a drastic change. In just a few minutes, the domineering Tyrant, White Marten, had been smacked three times. And it had smacked heavily three times, even in front of all his brothers.    

Tyrant White Sable's disciples were all eager to give it a try. They all thought Tyrant White Sable would definitely beat up this girl who did not know the limits of heaven, but Tyrant White Sable seemed as if it was willing and everyone saw a different Tyrant White Sable.    

It is said that the nature of change is hard to change, but not change may be just not meet the person you are willing to change.    

In this world, there was no such thing as absolute, nor was there a person that could not be shaken, so it was only a matter of time before you would change.    

"Luya, how do you think we should arrange the brothers you brought along?" Tyrant Mink touched his swollen face and asked timidly.    

"You decide," Lu Ya said expressionlessly.    

"You should make the arrangements. I'll listen to you." Tyrant White Marten said with a fawning expression.    

Luya raised her palm high again, but it did not land on the face of the tyrant, the white ferret.    

Tyrant White Marten could no longer remain calm. It looked at Lu Ya's small and exquisite palm in terror, not saying a single word for a long time.    

"How... What's wrong … Lulu? " Tyrant White Marten stammered as he asked.