"Jackdaw?"

"Beiling Mountain?"

"Acacia?"

Where did all of this come from? Why do you dream about all this? And then the final outcome is not yet available.

Huanhuan's head was buzzing at the moment, and she didn't know where the wind whistle that resounded in her ears came from.

She felt like she was still in a dream, but all that came out of the darkness in front of her was that she couldn't catch the slightest light.

What the hell is going on......

"Slave? Slave..."

Huanhuan suddenly heard a hurried and joyful voice in the wind whistle that filled his ears, and called his milk name so gently.

Hwan Hwan recognized the ......

Chapter 181 of "The Nth Time of Cruelty to the Prince" Wake up and get candy It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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