C49 Zhan Chunfang(3)

"What? It's just the furnishings on the table. Demon Emperor has a lot of things to do every day, how can he let these small things disturb your peace and quiet?" Ho Xiaoyun stubbornly refused to admit it, but her face was already filled with guilt.

Zhuochen held her chin and stared at her carefully. His white face was red from staring at her. He half-closed his eyes to avoid his searching gaze