C889 Is That True

On the bed, Liu Chanshuang was already sleeping soundly and did not feel any ghosts approaching.

The small bottle of gourd that Wuzhuang Nanzhao gave to her was placed beside her pillow. At this moment, because Jinhe was approaching, the bottle actually started to tremble slightly.

Jinhe stared fixedly at Liu Chanshuang, so much so that even her soul was emitting a black evil aura