Once in time, the master of the miraculous medical sect wants to be a mother?
There are three shabby houses, countless high-quality goods, no food in the pot, and no money in the pocket.
Le Yiren patted his chest: Fortunately, I still have a caring baby bun.
A certain prince smiled like a flower: What about me?
"Get out of the way, I want to make money." "This is the key to the palace's warehouse!"
"Get out of my way, I'm going to torture the scumbag." "You can choose from hundreds of punishments!"
"Get out of the way, I want to sleep." "I will make the bed for you!"
Le Yiren couldn't bear it anymore, "Er smash, someone is taking your job!"
