C62 Fated Ones

Seeing that she had stirred enough, Jian Mo scooped out a few chrysanthemums with a spoon and placed them on a small plate beside her. She raised her right hand to her mouth and blew on them lightly. Then, she put it to her mouth and took a big gulp.

He felt a sudden warmth in his cold body, but there was a reason why it was expensive. The chamomile tea he used to make didn't taste good