Xu Qinghuan Fu Huai

He was still in that dark silk robe, his sleep-tousled hair making him seem less fierce and more approachable.,"Five minutes." Fu Yan Shi didn't sit down like a grandfather either, but went to the kitchen to help her bring out the toasted bread.,When she used to work at a hot pot and barbecue restaurant, this kind of burn happened too often! She didn't even care about more serious ones.。