Grayson Ying placed his fingers on the side of Qingmei's face, and his internal energy continuously flowed from his dantian to the five fingers of his right hand.
"This is very expensive!"
Swish~
Amid Qingmei's sweet cries, Grayson Ying tore off a piece of transparent dough as thin as a cicada's wing from Qingmei's face.
The next moment, the face of a stunningly beautiful woman, showing both joy and anger, was exposed to Grayson Ying's sight.
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