C27 Abstinence of abstinence

Seeing that I agreed, Ding Lan felt embarrassed. She shyly smiled at me and walked away with a slightly red face.

Not even ten minutes had passed before Yi Tianxing ran in with a bottle of yellow liquid in his hand. He placed it on the table and wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Little Yellow, this bottle weighs at least two to three catties. It's made by a pure child."

"Thank you