Now, if he runs a kilometer, it's already tiring for him. If he runs a few more kilometers, he'll really become a woman and just die in this life to be reborn in the next.,After saying that, he stopped looking at Panzi's expression. He leaned back in his chair, a glass of liquor between his lips, and downed the nearly two ounces of 56-degree baijiu in one gulp.,That expression, that was one blissful, one wickedly charming.。