I look at this posture, if I fan Zhu Qian again, the whole face will be wasted, the flesh and blood will not be blurred, but at least it will be swollen into a big fat man.

So, he hurriedly came to a Ling Bo microstep, and he avoided it.

"You're still not finished, and you're still addicted?!" At this time, it would be false to say that you are not angry, no matter how you say it, you can't be rude.

Thanks to Zhu Qian, she is a woman, if you are a big man, at this moment, I have to go up and smoke it.

I didn't think about it, Zhu Qian was still unfinished, and she was violent.

"My Crazy Twenty Years" Chapter 170 The mustard is getting deeper and deeper, please wait a moment,

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