The Face of the First Monarch

Nangong Jing still took out a handkerchief and moved over saying, "Don't move."

Then, she gently wiped off the alcohol from Lu Ze's face.

Lu Ze: "…"

He smelled the aroma from Nangong Jing. He felt her actions were clumsy, and this thing was unreal.

This was his first time seeing her this gentle. Was she really that violent alcoholic?

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask if she was possessed by something, but considering his safety, he didn't ask.

Qiuyue Hesha and Lin Ling also looked at Nangong Jing in disbelief.

This wasn't real!

Soon, Lu Ze's face was cleaned, and Nangong Jing moved aside. Seeing everyone stare at her strangely, she said with some awkwardness, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qiuyue Hesha smiled. "I'm wondering if the muscles in your brain were eaten by the brain-eating insect."

Nangong Jing just realized what she did and felt a little awkward.