She fell asleep after getting into the quilt with a headache, it was already summer, but Ye Qiao liked to sleep with the air conditioner on and covered with the quilt, and the temperature in the room was very low. The man slept next to her, his big hands pinched her waist hard, and she could only sleep with her eyes open. "What did you say to Ye Zheng?" "I just went to verify what I wanted to know and draw a line with him. &...

Chapter 80 of "Into the Bird Too Deep" There is really no plaything's self-cultivation is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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