"He Dongjia, is there a kind of fan that attracts butterflies when dancing." The voice of the person who came, soft and soft, sad and sorrowful.

He Qingzhen thought that there was no business today, and was studying the incense recorded in ancient books. She was about to look up, but Lu Yun had already replied first, it couldn't be.

"He Dongjia, have you ever heard of a Spring Moon Butterfly Fragrance? From Laizhou's incense order. ......

Chapter 116 of "Song of Resentment" Butterfly Xing is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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