C162 She Was No Longer a Simple Little Aunt

Chang Gong had already broken free from the initial state of anger, and the fighting lion was also sleeping there obediently, as if it did not have the desire to eat her.

She put on her cloak and changed into her undergarments in the dog cage. She threw the undergarment embroidered with black pills to the side of the dog, and looked at the secret recipe under the moonlight