They moved on their own? Qin Ming observed closely.
Two Puppets were very composed and dignified; even while eating, they appeared extremely rigid, imparting a sense of oppression.
Even if Qin Ming made him grin, his face merely twitched slightly.
Little Worm was even more unmentionable; regardless of controlling him to give a gentle smile, he naturally exuded an evil aura, his gestures revealing the demeanor of a scoundrel.
The Chairman was very graceful, with a unique elegance in eating; her Dai Mei, white teeth, the corners of her mouth, and slender fingers, portrayed actions and charm far beyond Qin Ming's control.
When he grew serious, could the bodily instincts and memories of the three still exist?
Qin Ming stared at the three bodies, could the "old flame" indeed rekindle?
Especially when Qin Ming controlled the three to raise their heads, three distinct faces met his gaze, making him feel like he was seeing three living souls.
