Taking the warehouse

Fang Jue's body trembled, he clutched his heart and hurriedly ran towards the back with the maid.,In a bedroom of the main building, Fang Xing woke up. He struggled to move his stiff limbs and looked at the ancient and fragrant room with fear.,After a few footsteps, a middle-aged man rushed in. When he saw Fang Xing sitting by the bed, tears streamed down his face.。