薄古

The second and third days passed, and Ning Cheng was not in a hurry. Not to mention hiding for three days, even if it was hiding for thirty days, it didn't matter to him. Danyun couldn't help it anymore. Logically speaking, someone would come over the next day. It had already been three or four days. Could it be that they were late and Wu Mao and the others had already left?...