In a room on the second floor of the mountainside villa, a huge crystal lamp hangs from the ceiling, a handmade red carpet imported from Italy is spread underneath, and a large round bed is placed in the middle, which is estimated to be able to accommodate six or seven people. There was a big purple quilt on the bed, with Chen Ming who was moaning in a low voice, and Zhao Sirou, Song Yun, and Wu Xiaoxin were sitting next to them. At this time, it is approaching the twenty-eighth year of the New Year, and there are only two days left before the New Year.

"I!Qin Shi Huang!Hit the money!" Chapter 391 The pinnacle is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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