The corner of “Luo Binghe’s” lips twitched upward as he said, cheerful and ominous, “You still insist on lying about your feelings?” Heavenly demon blood. How could he forget? As long as it was a Luo Binghe, he could control the blood mites within Shen Qingqiu’s body! Two Luo Binghes openly competed with each other: one agitating the blood mites, the other suppressing them,
