Jiang suddenly remembered a topic he had seen on his microblog before, "Lost Friends". It seemed that the hero mentioned in the microblog was named Jiang and disappeared for no reason. Xu Yuan, who was forgotten by others, carried his bag into the house. No one in the house except the old lady herself. She put down her bag and asked, "Milk, my mother is not at home." The old lady said, "Your mother will go to your uncle Wen.", Just one set Jiang suddenly remembered a topic he had seen on his microblog before, "Lost Friends". It seemed that the hero mentioned in the microblog was named Jiang and disappeared for no reason. Xu Yuan, who was forgotten by others, carried his bag into the house. No one in the house except the old lady herself. She put down her bag and asked, "Milk, my mother is not at home." The old lady said, "Your mother will go to your uncle Wen.", Just one set. There is only a palace with high eaves and a Han style standing quietly in a vast expanse of grass. In addition to the knee high green grass and the palace, no one will be seen again. If Xingcun knew what Qianji Sharon was thinking at the moment, he would have to be black again. Unfortunately, he can't see through Qianji Sharon's expressionless heart now, So I had to silently exchange the ticket and enter the hall. Wen Xin said with a steely face: No, the maid still has work to do. Let Sister Linglong accompany the young lady. Wei Ruyu smiled and looked at Linglong. She was angry with me details