C174 Luna(6)

In the best guest room, a faint fragrance wafted from the copper furnace on the counter. The few of them sat around the table with serious faces. Even Helian Qi, who liked to stick close to Xuanyuan Yi, rarely didn't get close. He only used his hands to support his face as he stared at people without blinking.

Xuanyuan Yi opened a roll of sheepskin paper