C752 Your Hands Are too Dirty

When the first ray of sunlight shone on the window in the morning, Su Ying knocked on Mrs Lauren's door.

The kind Mrs Lauren opened the door.

Su Ying, who was wearing a slightly bigger shirt, looked even thinner. With a low and pleasing appearance, even King Angui, who killed without blinking, could not help but stroke her head. She asked in a harmonious voice