"Tut tut tut... Poor master..."
Qing Fan, whose jade-like fingers were gently placed in front of her, seemed to be taking pleasure in Yue Fei's misfortune. Looking at Yue Fei's twitching face, she suddenly licked her lips and had the urge to go up to him to make up for it.
"Er... "
Qing Fan trembled slightly and hurriedly closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she had already returned to her normal appearance. Her cheeks were slightly red. Perhaps she was embarrassed by her impulsiveness just now. Ignoring her embarrassment, she hurriedly ran to Yue Fei and held him in her arms. She condensed the remaining magic power in her body to cure Yue Fei's wounds.
"How terrible... Are you going to beat me, sister?"
September was shivering. Covering his sharp ears, he lowered his head
