C1297 Sound Suppression

Lee Yun swiftly sidestepped a lashing tongue and asked with a puzzled tone, "Wan Qingfei, are you that desperate for the pill? I have some, but not a lot. If you want it, you'll need to trade something for it!"

"Eh? Isn't my body enough?"

Wan Qingfei struck a pitiful pose, her fan gliding down her smooth chin, tracing the elegant curve of her swan-like neck