As he drank, Mu Nan immediately felt the alarm bell ringing. As expected, a cold and dense demon had already gone downstairs. Her cold eyes ignored Mu Nan and sat down at the dining table to eat breakfast.

Mu Nan consciously retreated to the side to drink the soup. His eyes peeked from the edge of the big bowl. Gu Yu Ze was as cold as ever today. How could he open his mouth to get some money?

She could not copy the kitchen knife of a hero from Liangshan and ...