Just as Fang Chang and Miss Dolly were holding each other, the ghost sitting on the other side of the tavern lobby had covered his mouth and nose, making an exaggerated expression and murmuring to Fengqing who was sitting opposite.
"No good... I can smell the sour smell of death drug!"
Feng Qing, who was calmly drinking coffee, bent his head and looked at the ghost with exaggerated expression.
"Dead medicine has no taste."
"It's the kind of lethal drug, it's the kind of... Oh, forget it," the ghost blushed for a long time, and was embarrassed to say it, finally sighed and put his hands on his cheeks, "wouldn't it be strange to fall in love with NPC