A warm aura sprayed onto Wen Zhihuan skin, causing it to tingle. On the other hand, this tingle seemed to be alive as it seeped into his limbs and bones from the surface of his skin, gnawing at his heart. It made him so uncomfortable that he wished he could immediately crush his wife...
He was about to lose control of himself. He had to find something to distract him!
Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, he pulled back his hand without a scratch. Instead, he gently hugged her shoulder and pointed at the "Ghost Painting Talisman" on her table." Wife, what are you writing?"
"Husband, I just wanted to discuss it with you." Li Jianlan was successfully diverted from his attention, and he seemed very excited." Just now Mrs. Pan told me that she sent her clothes and jewelry to the shop yeste
