"Beep, boo." The little whale obviously understood what Ye Qingyang said, swayed its body vigorously, and exhaled a cheerful scale lightly, the response in Ye Qingyang's ears meant "I am very willing."
Ye Qingyang stroked her affectionately a few more times, and took out five or six bottles from the ring, all of which were of different sizes. Some are pills, some are potions, all kinds.
Open a small jade bottle of five or six centimeters, and a light green light radiates from the bottle. The taste makes people feel refreshed and refreshed. This is a liquid that lowers the temperature, and it is intended for the little whale, the soul of the strange fire.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!