Then he put on the bathrobe very helplessly, found a clean pair of underwear for her, opened the drawer, and his face changed slightly: "Honey, have you used up the one you have?"
"Ah, it seems that I forgot to stock up." Xiahou Xiyue's face immediately fell. She was still thinking about buying it after running out last time, but there were so many things that happened that she forgot.
"Send the maid to buy it." Duanmu Xiu threw the phone to her.
