Luo Qian walked coldly to the desk, sat down as if he were blind, and waved the ink at will. Sibao's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly used his body to block Su Jin's portrait, trying to get through the trick. An Shaoyun didn't care, just walked towards Luo Qian with a smile, and put the breakfast in his hand on the table, "Xianggong, this is the lily porridge I personally made for you in the kitchen, the lily is the most calm, and the taste is not bad, you can try it." ...

"Anton Houfu" 73.The heart is dead, and there is no hope in this life is in the hand, please wait for a while,

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