Scented Jasmine Fruit

On the other side, Zhao Shuning was sitting in the yard of her little bamboo house with her legs crossed.

In front of her, a fragrant lamb leg was being roasted.

"What a sin! Such a delicious dish, only I can enjoy it myself."

Zhao Shuning went into the house and brought out a few knives. Just as she was about to start eating, a red light flashed in front of her eyes.

Originally, she didn't care.

However, at the last moment, due to the bumpiness, the woman's face was revealed.

Although her face was badly battered and covered in blood, the red lotus flower in her forehead still froze Zhao Shuning.

There was a red lotus between his brows?

In this world, other than himself when he was young, he should be the master of the house.

Zhao Shuning didn't even have time to pay attention to the dripping lamb leg on the grill. She casually put out the fire and chased after the figure.

Of course, he didn't forget to put on his veil.