"Alright, don't make it up." Fu Xinian looked at her squinting at the screen, felt distressed for a while, took the phone back, glanced at the message she had just received, and then transferred a sum of money to Shen Yuan.

The sound of a certain Fubao arriving at 12,000 sounded, and Shen Yuan took back the mobile phone with satisfaction.

Fu Xinian put away the documents and looked up at the hanging bottle: "The potion is ......

Chapter 57 I Don't Eat, What Do I Eat? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!