Four hundred and forty, the coming day is long

Lin Chaoge's gaze was like a knife cutting through every inch of his facial skin, even the few remaining small scars on his forehead, as if he wanted to take in every corner of his skin.

Wang Xifeng was just stunned for a moment, and then stared at her with bright eyes as bright as the starry sky, and put his arms around his waist and put them on his legs as he sat up. It's just that this little white-eyed wolf with a weak heart will really not like black skin, only white skin, he has been back to Luoyang for a long time, but this skin can't be as fair as it was at the beginning, and even his face is rough I don't know how much.

"Wouldn't you dislike me......

"Mistakenly Taken Back to the Nest by a Male Partner" 440, the coming day is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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