Zhang Qingsong held the delicate purse in his hand, as if he was pinching his future destiny.

Finally, footsteps could be heard outside the door of the hut.

Zhang Qingsong hurriedly straightened his hair, and looked at the person who pushed the door in expectantly.

And then a face...

Chapter 166 of "Joyful Pastoral Grumpy Husband" Why is it being forced again I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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