C945 Food

Gong Qingyue smiled at Gong Zilin and said, "It's a good thing I married her to you back then. Haha. "

Soong Ningyu slapped Gong Qingyue's shoulder and raised her eyebrows. Her eyes were cold. "What do you mean? Gong Qingyue, I should be glad that I did not fight for the Imperial Decree!"

Ouyang Huo was a chess mess. Wherever he went, he wanted to play the next game