C92 Paradoxical bestiality

After finally putting away all of the Second Miss's dried clothes, Zhao Zi turned around, wanting to thank her, but she had not seen the pink butterfly.

"What are you looking for? "Eh, have you finished packing?"

Zhao Fen ran in, her body still wet from the rain, "Miss, you were worried that you didn't remember, so you hurriedly told me to come back and help you