On the second floor of the wooden house, the decoration is ordinary, but everything that should be there is readily available, and the space is not small.

At this time, Jiang Hao was standing on the edge, looking at Hong Yuye at the table to read the invitation.

He didn't care, and his heart didn't even fluctuate at all.

It is also normal for invitations to be discovered and their seals to be broken.

The universe in the palm is like this, and the cultivation base is enough to be easily broken.

"Do you want to be a concubine?" Hong Yuye's flat voice came over.

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