The direction of the matter is like a fog, and it is becoming more and more blurred.

Tang Siru checked day and night, who knew that the illness was like a mountain, she had a long sleepless time, she suddenly had a headache, as long as she operated her brain, her forehead suddenly jumped with green tendons, and cold sweat flowed. If she doesn't care about her body anymore, I'm afraid this headache will become a stubborn disease.

In the days when Tang Siru was investigating the case, Fu Yao's illness slowly became more complex, and after another two days, Fu Yao had almost recovered. Fu Yao came to the place where Tang Siru drew the map, there was a layer of paper on the ground, each one was full of road maps, he didn't get to it for a few breaths, Tang Siru threw down another waste map, her hand trembled slightly, and she didn't even ...... the pen

Chapter 439 of "Zuo Xiang, Your Lady is a Painting" The best life for a coquettish woman is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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