Fang Mu stood on the terrace, the Heaven Fragrance Peony swaying its flower branches comfortably under the moonlight.
The blossoms were about the same size as Fang Mu's head and there started to be a faint accumulation of pollen on them.
Perhaps in another two days, Fang Mu would be able to collect pollen from the stamens of the Heaven Fragrance Peony!
Inhaling the fragrance of the Heaven Fragrance Peony, Fang Mu dialed Fang Qin's number.
As soon as the phone rang, Fang Mu heard Fang Qin's voice on the other end.
Fang Mu could imagine a picture.
That is, Fang Qin must have been holding her mobile phone, sitting there waiting for his message!
"Little Wood, you bid for a Frost Language Snow Dragon for me at the auction. Can your master accept this?"
"If you get scolded, I'll ask Deputy Corps Commander Luo for half a day off tomorrow morning and send the Frost Language Snow Dragon over to you!"
