as if trying to break free.But no matter how the fleshy Ganoderma twisted and turned, it was useless. Soon, the fleshy Ganoderma slowly stopped moving, and from a place that resembled an eye, streaks..."Autumn Chrysanthemum Sister, how do I feel like someone has been to this hot spring" Han Qing'er frowned: "It seems like there is the presence of Chen Ping's aura."

Autumn Chrysanthemum, seeing this, giggled: "Miss, don't joke around. How could anyone come here Even if someone did, it wouldn't be Chen Ping. I think since you came back, you've been deliberately mentioning Chen Ping. Could it be that you like him"

"You must remember, he's just an ordinary mortal from the mundane world. How could he possibly be worthy of you Besides, you and Master Lü are already betrothed. Stop daydreaming."elpless in Chen Ping's hands."I killed you, and I could still save my mother..."Chen Ping stared fixedly at Long Jingguo, his grip tightening.Long Jingguo only felt that his neck was about to be crush...