C287 Farming from Today 14

The warm atmosphere was broken. Immortal Qingyue cupped the young man's face, used his lips to cover his chattering mouth.

Lin Jinan sat on the stone bed, stepped on the man's shoulder and asked, "You erased my memory, right?"

"Yes." Qingyue grabbed the thin white ankle, put it on his lips and kissed the young man's foot.

"…" To be honest, Lin Jinan wanted to ruthlessly trample on that face