闺蜜和老公在厨房炒菜

Ye Qiu sat up reluctantly, stretched out his hand and sucked the painting away from the wall with the power of immortal suction. I took the painting into my hands and unfolded it to take a look. I was surprised that the situation was not good. Then, he immediately put the words in his hand to his nose and smelled it, Mr. Luo, it seems that we are going to be in bad luck....