Jian Tong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went to the tent to open the door curtain.

A middle-aged man walked in, carrying a tray in his hand, and on the tray was a large jar of casserole porridge, which was obviously not for her alone.

Jian Tong thanked him, and the person who came didn't say anything and put down his things and left.

Jian Tong politely sent the person to the door, and she didn't come back until the person was far away.

At this time, she didn't understand Sun Zhihong's intentions a little, saying that she cared about her? I didn't believe it when she was killed.

He is doing so many thoughtful actions now, just to make her make a big splash? It's not right, who does Sun Zhihong really like, she believes that no one in this county dares to have a bad idea.

But Jian Tong knew that Sun Zhihong was definitely not one

"When I Wear to the Eighty Newlywed, the Fat Woman of the Divine Stick Will Counterattack" Chapter 100 The seafood porridge in the eighties is being beaten by hand, please wait a while,

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