C70 Mountain Entering

Liao Qiujie did not object, she was going to send it over after she was done packing. Looking at the sweet and golden honey, her eyes suddenly lit up. Honey, how come she didn't remember coming up with something so good?

"Mother, go send them off. I have something to think about. " The crisp sound of the autumn chrysanthemum could be heard.

Mrs Zhao smiled and rebuked: "Ghost girl