Beauty's personal servant

"Afraid?" Chen Feng's face showed a ponder: "of course I'm afraid!"

"Are you really afraid?" Li Qing turned her head and looked up at Chen Feng with a pretty face, looking at the latter in disbelief.

The man in the middle stage of human immortality gave her a feeling of uncertainty at this moment.

"Who wouldn't be afraid?" Chen Feng smiled and said with deep meaning: "after all, it's related to his life!"

"But why can't I see the slightest fear on your face?" Li Qing stared at Chen Feng's face and asked in a charming voice.

"Anyway, I'm your personal alchemist. Even if I'm afraid, it's too late." Chen Feng said in a loud voice, "besides, beauty is in my arms. If I show too much fear, wouldn't it make people laugh?"

While talking, Chen Feng's hands holding the reins tightened slightly, just sandwiched on Li Qing's waist.

Li Qing's body trembled and wanted to attack, but he still held back: "are you