"Qingqing!"
Qingbao's face changed drastically, and his breath was momentarily stifled as a wild wind suddenly arose, slamming the door shut with a "bang".
Then he quickly floated to the farthest corner of the room from the door, taking deep breaths of fresh air, as if he had just endured a smell beyond normal endurance.
Qingbao's requirements for air were truly becoming higher and higher... Qiao Sang watched this scene and silently held her forehead.
"Ding dong~"
At this moment, the doorbell rang again.
Qiao Sang got up and walked towards the door.
Qingbao's face changed again, and he disappeared with a wind transformation.
Qiao Sang opened the door, and immediately, an unpleasant, decaying floral smell assaulted her senses.
She had once encountered the most horrific stench in Secret Realm No. 88, the same realm where Lubao purified sewage, so her tolerance for bad smells was high.
