Facing 5.1

"Oh? Is that so?" Hearing Qing Ya's words, Feng Chuge raised his eyebrows slightly. "However, they are the ones who promised to take care of you, not me. What does it have to do with whether I dare to touch you or not?"

As he said that, he exerted more strength in his hand.

Her lips curled up coldly as she looked at Qing Ya. "Tell me, where is the Masked Moon Herb?"

With her neck stuck, Qing Ya was unable to catch her breath at this moment. Her entire face slowly turned from white to purple…

"You... You let me go…I... I said..."

Feng Chuge let go of her hand slightly.

She wasn't worried that Qing Ya would play any tricks. When she grabbed her throat just now, she had already sprinkled the invisible and odorless powder on Qing Ya's body to control her.

If Qing Ya dared to have any bad intentions, she would not let her off!

Qing Ya coughed violently on the spot.

In her sleeves, her hands curled up and clenched into fists.

"You... Come with me."