In the afterglow of the setting sun, the two of them hurriedly got busy for more than ten minutes. After spraying the powerful hypnotic potion, the harsh crying in the vegetable garden finally ceased.
Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground to rest. He was not tired. Rather, the sound was far too ear-piercing and his eardrums were straining then.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness!" Even Song Junlang was somewhat traumatized.
"
"Yes, they're hybrids. I'll let you try them when your total attributes are higher."
Xiao Lin shuddered, then immediately shook his head firmly and refused.
