"Dead Dragon Chengtian! Bad Dragon Chengtian! If you don't come back so late, are you helping Mr. Zhang go to warm up the bed? Hmph! I'll poke you to death, poke you to death a bad ......?" At this time, Hu Wenqing was holding a rag doll in one hand, with a photo of Long Chengtian smiling on it. In the other hand, he held a sewing needle. Desperately poking and prodding. It seems that there is a great grudge in my heart...

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