After saying this, Ji Fan was busy pouring some of the things in the bottle on the table, with a layer of paper spreading under it. The paper was very smooth, and I didn't know what Ji Fan was doing. Fu Ling moved the stool aside, and could not see Ji Fan's movements, but she would no longer be disliked by her safe position. She shook her calves casually, and her big eyes stared at the movements on Ji Fan's hands.
Chapter completed!