"Who?" Situ Hanyu asked alertly.
There was no sound.
After a pause, Situ Hanyu picked up the machete man and met him, but the machete man was much heavier than her. When she got up halfway, she pressed Situ Hanyu to the corner of the thatched cottage. Situ Hanyu originally wanted to hold him in his arms so that he could avoid the outside uninvited guests. Unexpectedly, they both fell down.
As soon as he fell down, the macheteman pressed on Situ Hanyu's body. The feeling of being suppressed by a man was obvious, even though this man was half asleep.
Although this house had been cleaned up, the musty smell was still very unpleasant. Situ Feiyu's face was glued to the ground, and she could smell the musty smell on the ground.
Divination...
Hu! Hu! Hu!
The voice outside was heavy, and h
