"You don't need to remind me, Elder Luo is very skilled in alchemy." Zhou Zitong said.
"Although alchemy and medical skill have similarities, they're not completely the same. Besides, if Elder Luo of your sect were really that great, you wouldn't need my help." Li Qianfan retorted with a pout.
"Just hand it over, or I can't give an account." Zhou Zitong said angrily, reaching out to Li Qianfan.
"I just won't give it." Li Qianfan shook his head.
"You... you..."
Furious, Zhou Zitong suddenly lunged forward to grab the small bottle of powder from Li Qianfan's hand.
Li Qianfan took the opportunity to pull Zhou Zitong into an embrace and even roughly grabbed her perky buttocks.
So bouncy!
So soft!
The excellent feel made Li Qianfan's heart stir, and he gave a few more squeezes.
"You bastard!"
Zhou Zitong felt both embarrassed and furious, trying to slap Li Qianfan. But as soon as her hand was raised, it was caught by Li Qianfan.
