C27 Pestilential mastiff group

The next day, when Jian Fan woke up, it was already eight o'clock. Sure enough, Ling Chen did not sleep at night, and his sleep was exceptionally peaceful.

Lian Bi made breakfast. Seeing that Jian Fan had gone downstairs, he placed it on the table.

"Where's Xiu-Er?" Jane Fan looked around but didn't see her.

"The young master locked him up in the mastiff room