"You... Who was it? What identity?" Qing Ya suddenly asked.
Her intuition told her that Feng Chuge was not an ordinary person.
"Me? Your sister-in-law." Feng Chuge smiled faintly.
She bent down slightly and looked at Qing Ya mockingly."Junior Sister Qing Ya, it's time to bring me to the Masked Moon Herb ~~"
This half-smiling figure made Qing Ya shiver again.
At this moment, Qing Ya was truly afraid of Feng Chuge. She did not dare to underestimate Feng Chuge anymore.
However, even so, she was still unwilling to fulfill her wish.
Her eyes flashed slightly, and she finally gritted her teeth. "Alright, go get it."
"I don't want to see any more tricks."Feng Chu Ge lowered his eyes and said lightly.
Qing Ya bit her lip and nodded.
..
Qing Ya brought Feng Chu Ge to her room.
The room was filled with incense.