C237 Control Neurotoxin

The corner of Xiao Qiaoqiao's mouth curved into a smile. While the men were dragging Chiang Yuxin, she stretched out her hands and put her coffee cup in her palm. Then, she shook her hands vigorously. The coffee in the cup seemed to have been instructed, rising up and condensing into a ball. Then the two lumps of coffee liquid swished across the seats and slowly fell into two different cups