C410 King qi invited

Murong Ling slept all the way until noon, there were no longer any traces of Li Cangmin on the bed, only the cloth tiger who was like a tiger staring at its prey. Murong Ling poked the "King" on its head, and conveniently stuffed it into the Storage Ring ? from today onwards, this cloth tiger was hers.

With an inexplicable sense of pride