Zhao Ping'an Qi works

Chapter 744

    

ing at the order in her hand, her face flushed. She couldn't help but glance at the bed.Suddenly......Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!I was thinking about last night....to translate!Upon hearing this, the old man no longer hesitated and respectfully handed over a pen.The national master received the brush and, on the scroll of inheritance, his writing flowed like a d...