C908 I Can Give You My Pocket Money.

Mu Shuishan stayed at home for another week, a week as a housewife, finally welcomed the dawn, and waited for the arrival of Monday.

In the early morning, before Zhan Beirong had woken up, Mu Shuishan had already quietly crawled out of bed. For a woman who hadn't seen the new world for a long time, although there might be all kinds of nails for her to bump into