"Luo Qing... Qingtong?"
Seeing Luo Qingtong standing outside, Su Xiaoxiao, who was just walking out with a disappointed expression, was startled.
She shifted uneasily to the side, "Um, if you want to enter..."
She had only gotten halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized this was her own room, not Luo Qingtong's, and her face instantly turned bright red.
Looking at the girl in front of her, who was as nervous and helpless as a Little White Rabbit, Luo Qingtong couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you refining medicine?" She looked into her room, where at the center of the large desk lay some Alchemy aids.
"Mm." Su Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, then with a dejected face, said, "Unfortunately, I failed again..."
"Failed again?" Luo Qingtong said, surprised as she glanced at her.
"Wasn't it a success already?" She had already smelled the fragrance of the medicine.
