Luo Ying was about to enter the room with Jin Shi when she was suddenly grabbed by a huge force.
The next second, she fell into a familiar embrace.
The other party's movements were very fast, and she could not react in time.
The familiar minty scent made her a little confused, and she instinctively rubbed against the other party's body.
She looked up and saw Lu Zhao looking at her with a dark face.
"Why are you here, hehe?" For some reason, Luo Ying felt a little guilty.
In this world, she was not related to Jin Shi by blood. It seemed a little too much to be this close to Jin Shi.
Lu Zhao pinched her face and looked at Jin Shi, who was standing close by. "Who is he?"
Luo Ying felt a headache setting in. She couldn't possibly say that she had transmigrated from another world.
Lu Zhao's gaze fell on the item in Jin Shi's hand.
