Long Street

Chapter 42 Xiuchun vaguely exudes some agarwood sce

The door was slammed open again, and the wooden door hit the wall with a muffled noise.

Looking at the taro subconsciously, the young man shivered, pointed his finger at her like an electric shock, his face full of disbelief.

She suspected that there was something on her face, so she raised her hand and wiped it.

But I heard the man shout out a long-lost name in surprise and eagerly: “Mr. Jin! You know Jin Fubai! Right?!”

For a moment, she seemed to smell some aloes in the air.