C442 I Am the Ginseng Fruit

A fragrant wind blew against her face. Lou Yuxiang's delicate little face almost touched Faang Yuan's face. He could even smell her orchid-like breath.

From this, it could be seen that she was quite nervous in her heart at this moment. She especially wanted to know from Faang Yuan what that ghost woman who was not a human was.

"I'm just a small security guard