C71 You're Still Thinking about Him?

Lu Qingfeng picked up the bottle. It was a transparent and exquisite small bottle. There were some small patterns on it, but there were no words written on it.

He waved his hand and the transparent liquid within began to move.

He brought the tip of his nose close to his nose and took a whiff. There was a faint fragrance coming from it.

It smelled good, but his body was somehow hot