Xia Feng had long been prepared for Jiang Qiue to have a trump card up her sleeve.
But he hadn't expected it to be this perverse.
Indeed, this blue-furred fox wasn't just sly, but also possessed a dark and twisted heart!
Xia Feng frowned and snatched the wooden carving away.
The carving was a cylindrical object about five centimeters tall, fine at the top and thick at the bottom, emitting a bluish glow, and the characters "Xia Feng" were engraved in the middle.
Eerily bizarre.
Xia Feng immediately threw the thing into the Nash Space to see if it could cut off its ability to operate.
"It's no use," Jiang Qiue said indifferently, "unless you destroy the Jiang character blue mark on your neck, I can manipulate your craving for motherhood at any time."
"There are only three women present, whose would you like?"
The woman in a blue dress held up her exquisitely beautiful face and asked him calmly, Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, and said coldly,
