C196 Memories are like bitter coffee

"Brother Zichen, we …" What are we going to buy? Just call the servants over. Why are you strolling around here? " Irene's clothing and clothing were indeed out of place in this kind of market place. In addition, she had used one hand to cover her nose, as if she was afraid that this repulsive smell would enter her nose and even pollute the fragrance on her body.

Lei Zichen looked back at Irene