C621 You Are Cultivators
"Okay!"
Wang Damao looked apologetically at Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun, and Qi Ming, then quickly ran into the bedroom.
Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun, and Qi Ming only heard a rustling sound. Wang Damao slowly walked out with a woman who was as thin as firewood and had a pale face.
The woman looked at Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun, and Qi Ming from head to toe as soon as she came out. She saw Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun