C848 Detoxification

Hu Jian's figure suddenly appeared in front of Han Mengyi like a ghost. Hu Jian's hand was tightly gripping her soft and tender hand. The distance between them was only a few centimeters. Han Mengyi could even smell Hu Jian's thick masculine scent and Hu Jian's mocking smile.

"Relax, relax!" Han Mengyi asked in a trembling voice.

Hu Jian sneered, "Actually, I have no interest in you at all