Chapter 339 Strip Clothes

Ji Yuanhang's gaze fell on a small square table by the window not far away, where a pot of green radish was placed, next to it a stick of incense was burning, cheerfully emitting its fragrance.

"Don't you think the fragrance in this room smells quite good?"

Sang Qian instantly understood his meaning, "You're despicable."

Ji Yuanhang stood up and slowly approached Sang Qian, "This incense has no side effects, it will only make one feel weak, and a person can recover as usual after a few minutes of ventilation."

Sang Qian propped one hand against the table and tightly clutched her bag with the other, looking at Ji Yuanhang with disgust in her eyes, "Don't come any closer."

"I won't do anything to you, I just want to verify if you really are Su Yang," Ji Yuanhang said as he reached Sang Qian's side and reached out to pull at her shoulder clothes.

Sang Qian swung her bag with all her might, "Get lost!"