C361 Tired very tired

young master Luo looked at the empty house and the lonely wine cup on the table. He picked up the wine pot and started drinking, then sighed: Feng Po, you still cannot put it down, and it's not like that for me, but you still know where to look, and where to find my daughter?

The pair of eyes were like black gems as they wrinkled and shone, and the reflection in the wine cup was clear