She retracted her finger like an electric shock. Rong Yan held those hands and put them back at the temple position: "Yinyin, do you want to kill me?" Want to? Shen Qingyin lowered his eyes and looked squarely at the man's inquiring gaze: "I won't kill you!" The corners of Rong Yan's mouth slowly rose, completing a pleasant arc, which has always been difficult to meet in his eyes, but also rippling with shallow warmth,...

"You say you don't have to take it seriously when you act on the spot" 54, his mother looks very similar to you! I am hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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