Zi Yanran held a teacup, gazing at its exquisite surface: "Hmm, nice teacup."
Yuchi: "..."
Such a stiff topic change!
Zi Yanran coughed slightly, his gaze falling on a nearby fox spirit: "Go, entertain our guest, have a sip of blood to calm the nerves."
Fox Spirit: "Yes~~~"
This damn sweet voice could rejuvenate winter-withered wheat, making it proudly gaze at the sky.
"A sip of blood to calm the nerves? What does this mean?"
Yuchi was quite curious.
While Yuchi was still pondering, the fox spirit stood up, walked over, and sat beside him. The aroma was entirely filled with a mystical aura, completely different from the scent of human female cultivators.
Too... too overwhelming!
"No wonder Xu Xian couldn't resist Bai Suzhen; if it were me, I wouldn't stand a chance either."
Yuchi swallowed hard, secretly checked the painting card to confirm that Yin Shuang hadn't bitten his finger, then smiled and asked the fox spirit: "Miss, do you have a family?"
