"Stove King, this is for you."

Zhao Wanrong and Zhao Wanyu were each holding folded clothes, the two were no longer shy, and their eyes were staring at Liu Zhenhua.

made Liu Zhenhua's heart furious.

He naturally knows the inner thoughts of the two sisters, but he doesn't know why these two people look at themselves like this at the same time without concealment, whether the sisters are torn apart, or whether he Liu Zhenhua has the opportunity to enjoy the blessings of the people.

"Thank you.

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