C430 Dark food for the great devil
It was the eighth day of the month.
After taking the cold medicine, I went home and soaked in the bathtub for half an hour and sweated. After a good night's rest, Qing Huan felt full of energy.
The snow had stopped, and the property had already swept out the snow early in the morning. Inside the kitchen, Qing Huan had rolled up her sleeves, ready to start a big fight
