C310 Chicken Singing Mountain

Seeing that it was still early, Fang Zishu switched on the TV and prepared to watch TV to rest.

When I looked at my watch, I saw that it was already 9.30 in the evening. I touched my shriveled up stomach, casually poured a bowl of noodles, and just as I was about to eat, I thought of an urgent knock on the door.

"Come in?" Who could this point be?

"Brother Fang