C225 Detoxification

Xiang Ji's ghost-like figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Mengyi, with his hand tightly gripping her soft and tender little hand. The distance between the two of them was only a few centimeters, Chen Mengyi could even smell the thick masculine scent and the mocking smile on Xiang Ji's face.

"Relax, relax!" Chen Mengyi asked with a trembling voice.

"Actually