Chapter 1887 Look, that one, how much is it worth?

door open and strode inside. 。In the bedroom, the lights were bright, a faint fragrance wafted in, bringing with it an indescribable feeling. 。Fu Mo Han wrinkled his nose in disdain, his gaze falling..."Tap tap tap" 。Footsteps approached from afar, and a doctor in a white coat with noticeable wrinkles walked over. She was about forty to fifty years old. 。Standing before Shao Hou, without any express...