"You idiot!"

Lin Mengya rolled her eyes and Qinghu was deeply hurt by her.

He pretended to be pathetic once again and gently took the leaves from Lin Mengya.

"I can eat it myself. I don't want to soil your hands."

Different from the bitter flowers, these leaves were sweet and delicious.

Lin Mengya stood aside and watched him eat all the leaves. After eating the last leaf, Qinghu suddenly screamed and his body was curled up ...