"That's true."
Ling Ningzhi recalled the incident at the Chen Mansion last time, and couldn't help but feel a bit resentful...
"Mr. Chen is clearly mine. I won't let Shizun have him!"
She pushed Chen Mo onto the bed, spreading her legs in a duck-sitting position, pressing down on him.
Gazing into those dreamy eyes, Chen Mo's lips curled into a subtle smile.
Looks like the little rabbit is ready to devour someone!
...
...
Whoosh—
The wind howled, sweeping up the clouds.
In the courtyard, the void split open, revealing the figure of Ji Hongxiu.
A faint smile played at her lips as she stepped lightly through the courtyard towards the bedroom. Just as she reached the doorway, her smile froze.
Even without deliberate sensing, the peculiar sounds were clearly audible.
"Master, please first let this humble Daoist down, this is too..."
"Don't, don't look in the mirror..."
?
Annoyance flashed across Ji Hongxiu's eyes.
"He actually came with Qingxuan, and yet..."
