C401 Insecticidal Water

"Qiao, why don't you sit here for a while. Look at how sweaty you are." Gu Qian pointed at the stone under the tree and told Zhang Qiao to go and rest. After she sat properly, he took out a handkerchief and wiped her sweat.

Zhang Qiao reached for her handkerchief. "Ninth Master, let me do it."

Gu Qian pushed her hand away, "Sit, I'll do it!"

It was difficult for Zhang Qiao to get used to it