C1295 You're like a Poor Wretch Who Only Knows How to Eat

A farce ended, and the store was tidied up.

Fu Manyun took the medicine box from upstairs and applied the medicine for the warmth.

Warmth looked at Fu Manyun and did not say anything as she slightly pursed her lips.

"Mann, are you alright?"

Clearly, the two of them could achieve positive results, but there was an additional stubborn Lyu Zixin