Mu Qingtong held Xia Feng, only to find this guy murmuring in a daze after losing taste, "Jiang Qiue...I still want...."
As he spoke, seeing that he still couldn't get what he wanted, Mr. Xia breathed heavily, his cheeks rubbed against her ear and neck, his body uneasily twisting.
This should be the fox disease Cha Naixue mentioned, but Jiang Qiue looked calm and elegant, not at all like someone with such symptoms.
Mr. Xia continued rubbing her cheeks, mistaking her for Jiang Qiue, Mu Qingtong shook her head and whispered, "Really a waste, Mr. Xia."
After observing for a moment, she quickly found a solution, thinking of nullifying the effect of the disease cup by reducing the concentration of Jiang Qiue's Yin Energy in the Spiritual Quality.
Contemplating, Mu Qingtong blocked Xia Feng's thin lips, channeling her own Spiritual Quality's Yin Energy into him via his lips.
The living room was empty.
