The man's cold voice, the spare big palm pulled, and the dress strap on Mu Tong's shoulder fell.

The long curly black hair spread out, her entire beautiful and clear face was flushed with anger, her chest continued to rise and fall because of rapid breathing, her body trembled uncontrollably, and the whole person interpreted the beauty of despair and messiness to the extreme.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his breathing became heavier, and his eyes darkened.

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Chapter 50 of "Sequelae" Mu Tong, this time you brought it on yourself is hitting with your hand, please wait a moment,

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