Taking the warehouse

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.,Looking at the pale and thin arms, and then at the long hair, Fang woke up from his depression.,After half a day, Fang Xing was tired. Fang Juelin and Xiaobai also said they were tired, so he let him rest.。