Chapter 681: The Rhythm of a Broken Home!

ve the house without breaking a sweat.Although the sun had set, the earth, baked by the day's heat, was still hot like a steamer.Liu Zhiheng lay on the bamboo chair, eating a bowl of ice cream, and tw...manship. Only she can make this spicy flavor, even her own mother can't."The Lord didn't reply, but his subordinates were not slow...In a blink of an eye, the oiled paper package was empty. Mu Xu hel...