Qing Chen was like a fly. He just had a finger in every pie.

At this time, Qing Chen was standing in front of several "corpses." The moonlight sprinkled his face, lending a silvery halo to his outline. He looked like a night elf, and was even more fascinating and intriguing.

But Ming Shu felt that kind of strange pure breath again.

In a brief moment of stillness, that feeling disappeared without a trace. There was only the seductive procurer standing before her eyes. The procurer smiled and said in an intoxicating voice, "Miss Zhi Po, you are too careless. Look, so many people have sneaked into the house and you didn't know."

Ming Shu looked beyond the "corpses.""Where's Liu Feng?"

"I let him rest for a while." Qing Chen dragged his long dress and walked to stand in front of Ming Shu. He leaned forward slightly, and the strange scent gradually became stronger. "Miss Zhi Po, the moonlight is very good tonight. It's perfect for healing, what do you think?"

WTF? Psychopath!

What does good moonlight have to do with healing?

Ming Shu relaxed her wrists and, in the anticipatory eyes of Qing Chen, she put on a light smile. "I think it's more suitable for beating you." The next sec