C881 Plaque

Xiao Qingqian used his sharp eyes to look at the blade.

Chen Cheng was flipped over on the ground, rubbing his back, his face full of grievance.

Wei Qing laughed and helped Xiao Qingqian to bring the kernels over, "Purify your hands first."

"Where's Ling'er?"

In just a short period of time, he started to miss his wife and children. If he did not stumble over so many documents