C125 eccentricity

She had changed into a homely red dress with flowery makeup, her black hair tied into a bun, and two little beads of rice stuck to her earlobes.

Lu Zhinan and Xie Cong stood up.

"Heavenly Master Fang. The yamen is indeed busy, but I need your help with this matter. "

Lu Zhinan said.

Fang Miaomiao looked at Lu Zhinan, his delicate eyebrows slightly knitted