The Secret of the Jiang Capital
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Jiang Qin had a smug expression, but after Zong Qi asked the question, she suddenly realized something and stopped wiping her face for a few seconds.
Then, she smiled, "I was anxious just now. I don't have any tricks up my sleeve."
Jiang Qin kept wiping her face as she said that.
The dog poop on her face had been wiped off, but Jiang Qin still felt disgusted, as if it was still there.
Mu Anan glanced at Jiang Qin.
She knew that Jiang Qin had already thought of a way to deal with her, and she was just maintaining her image as a goddess.
Mu Anan was not in a hurry.
Since Jiang Qin had a plan, she naturally had a way to get the information out of her.
She was in a leisurely mood as she watched Jiang Qin wipe her face and hair.
Jiang Qin was extremely annoyed. Her face was red from wiping, but she still felt disgusted.
Goddess Jiang Qin had never thought she would be so miserable one day.