After Huo Zhenyuan handed over the company to Huo ting five years ago, he had lived a semi-reclusive life.
Unless it was his birthday every year, he would usually meet with guests.
Huo ting and the others came to the door of an antique room. Before they went in, they could smell the smell of sandalwood from inside, and they felt relaxed.
Dongdong frowned and said, " this smell is like xiaohuo's poop.
The corner of Huo ting's mouth twitched. He squinted at him and said, " shut up!
"Really, I think these two taste exactly the same." Dongdong continued to speak without fear of death.
hehe. Huo ting looked at him deeply and felt that it was a bit too embarrassing to hit the paper's butt here. He took a deep breath and endured it.
Momo. su Mianmian was also speechless for a while. She originally wanted to say that the smell was very fragrant, but after Dongdong said that, her expression also became strange.
