Fu Chenshi nodded noncommittally, she said yes.

Song Zhiwei finished her work, said hello and walked out of the room. There was a lot of orders, and she had to go to the space to work on it for a while. She didn't want to waste time anymore. Besides, the two of them couldn't talk about it, so why waste their words.

After returning to the bedroom and locking the door, Song Zhiwei stepped into the space, first poured a large ladle of spiritual spring water on the bamboo ...