"City Lord, City Lord?" Jiang Lin'er brought over the ginger soup ordered by Bai Yuye, and found that no one was silent in the room.

Jiang Lin'er thought to herself: While the White City Lord is no longer there, she can see what he likes?

"Woman?" Jiang Lin'er's eyes widened, this, what's going on?

Woman, is the White City Lord really such a person?

Jiang Lin'er took a closer look, and saw that this woman seemed to be a little familiar between her eyebrows and eyes, and the cinnabar on her forehead was even more red like blood. The face is a regular goose egg face, this kind of beauty is rare in Baicheng, and Bai Eucalyptus should not look down on himself at night.

Jiang Lin'er thought for a moment......

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