Chapter 935

hat he was the twenty-eighth generation descendant of the Jiuxuanmen. Zhao Ping’an was naturally the twenty-ninth generation.When he heard these three words, Zhao Ping'an felt a bit nostalgic for the...Chapter 935

A bed is inside the room.

A woman with sweat dripping from her brow, who had originally seemed reluctant, suddenly sat up straight upon hearing this.

It is exactly Zhao Ji's month!

" with their own eyes, they would have truly believed it!However, only fools would speak up, it's a pointless effort."Ahem."Let me know if you'd like to translate more!Madame Lin saw that something was...