Qin Yi helped Lan Jiaojiao heal the wound on her leg. His power has unparalleled repair and healing ability. If he didn't know how to hide his strength, Lan Jiaojiao's wound wouldn't even leave a scar now.
But I have to say, this woman's skin is really fair, with a faint milky scent. Do rich kids all bathe in milk?
Finally, Qin Yi flicked his fingers lightly, and a stream of qi entered the center of Lan Jiaojiao's eyebrows.
"Mmm..."
Lan Jiaojiao's long eyelashes trembled, and a soft moan escaped her throat.
My gosh, is it necessary to sound so enticing?
"You're awake?" Seeing Lan Jiaojiao open her eyes, Qin Yi asked.
Lan Jiaojiao's gaze was still a bit confused, but upon hearing Qin Yi's voice, she first stared at him blankly, then suddenly her delicate face flushed with anger, and she shouted, "I'll kill you, you scoundrel."
But she had just woken up, her strength hadn't fully returned, and she collapsed on the ground halfway up.
