C958 Tour the West Market(1)
Xuanjue retracted his gaze, turned around and sat back on the chair, ignoring her suggestion.
What a joke, it was not easy for him to get Xuan Qing to move out of the Palace, how could he possibly let him go back.
"Husband, can I?" Wenwanqing took out his last trump card and said to him coquettishly.
Xuanjue did not budge, when suddenly a waiter knocked on the door: "Esteemed customer
