C570 Second Uncle Time Wave

As Kang Ying entered the living room, she felt the smell of the New Year gushing out. The living room was cleaner than usual, a few pots of orchids on shelves in the corner were blooming in the spring, emitting a delicate fragrance. On the tea table in the room, there were several colored fruit plates for guests.

In the middle of the sofa in the living room sat an old man wearing reading glasses