Du Sansi knows.

This group of people comes and goes every day, how can they just watch and not eat, and sure enough, someone finally reached out today.

Fortunately, she was prepared, she didn't panic at all, and even calmly gave Duan Saburo a cut of the broken hair in front of her forehead.

It's a little oily.

She didn't speak, she looked up at the screen with the medicinal soup in her hand, and a graceful figure entered the secluded bamboo forest, with a light pink long veil and a phoenix tail swaying, like a star with a red carpet under her feet, and an assistant and agent by her side.

Du Sansi secretly rolled his eyes, but he didn't show it on his face, no matter how he said that this is someone else's house, the host is here, and the guests can't always face each other coldly.

But she wondered if this room was anyone

Chapter 72 She is my wife She is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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