Chapter 1: Old C Woman vs Old C Man

  "Sister, Prince Edward is really too stylish~ His figure is super sexy, those six-pack abs, I gently stroked them..."

  Her 26-year-old sister Princess Yuli had a lovesick look, her eyes closed, both hands stretched out in front of her, as if she really touched that sensual skin.

  "Weren't you with him last night?" Zi Shui Xuan Yue glanced at her and said indifferently.

  "What I'm talking about is last night...I've already had enough, but he still wanted to, and it went on for the whole evening......" Yuli looked happy and shy, just like a little woman!

  I didn't hear what he said afterwards.

  Looking at this little kid with a look of being deeply trapped in the mud, she really couldn't bear it.

  "Hey! Can't you pay attention for once?" The woman was clearly unhappy, slapping her long legs in annoyance.

  Yu grabbed her wrist to prevent her from taking advantage of him.

  "That's an honor as a woman!" Yuli pulled out her hands, put them on her hips, and pouted, "Not like you, 162-year-old old hag!"

  As soon as Yu Li's words fell, Yue pulled out a frying pan from behind her back and swung it with all her might at the back of her head!

  "Grandma's, you dare to say those three words to me again, I'll make sure your chest and butt turn into a frying pan together!" As soon as the words fell, Yue kicked out with one foot, sending Yuli flying out of the Long Princess Palace's great gate!

  Isn't it just that I don't want to be so casual about getting into bed with others? Am I wrong?! How can this kind of thing be so casual?!

  Hmph!

  "Frying pan, you say!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "Was I wrong?"

  “……”

  "Hey, speak up!"

  "I'm afraid if I say it, you'll knock me into a toilet lid again."

  -___-b。。555。。

  "Yue?" The frying pan saw Yue's gloomy face and called out to her with concern.

  "Uh-huh."

  "This is the demon world, it's commonly acknowledged that if you're under 130 years old and don't have that, then no one wants an old woman."

  "Hmm, don't like this. How old are you?"

  "176 years old."

  "Have you done that too?"

  "No."

  "Then you're also an old C man?"

  "Why hit me?!"

  "Give me a clear calculation, I can live up to 10,000 years old, but you can only live up to 1,000 years old!"

  The moon stuck out its tongue and rubbed its slightly painful head, "Oh, I see...... But...... Frying Pan, you seem to be blushing huh......"

  "Why hit me again?!"

  The flat pan refused to answer and disappeared with a "poof" sound.