lt;pgt;Fu Yan Huo Mi

When it came to his fourth uncle, his gaze inevitably clashed with Fu Jing's. In just a few days, Fu Jing had lost weight, and there was a subtle change in his aura.,Today, I went to a wedding and put on makeup. I looked radiant.,In the main seat, Old Master Huo sat in a grand armchair, beads of prayer rotating between his fingers as he gestured towards Huo Mingzheng.。