ame over with Zhang's wife, just following along. Just now Zhang's wife left ahead of time, at countless branching points, she really didn't know which way to go.The garden was winding and full of arc...Han."Shut your crow's mouth!" Fu Mochen raised his head, drank a cup of wine, and slammed it down on the table.Lu Liming wasn't annoyed. Ignoring Fu Mo Han's warning, he continued to swirl his red win...
Chapter 187: What Wish?