The boy left the dungeon without looking back, the man holding the wound on his face and looking at his back, the cries of rats around him kept stimulating the eardrums.

It was only then that he really felt the fear, but there was no turning back.

Fu Yan specially went to take a bath, and then went to lie on the bed and hold the sleeping little girl.

The little girl moved, and said softly, "Where have you been?" ”

After the banquet was stunned for a moment, he said softly, "I went to deal with the matter, why haven't I slept yet." ”

Gu Lu turned around and put his head in his arms, his breath was a little unstable, and even with a bit of begging, "Ah Yan only likes me, okay?" ”

As soon as she heard it, she knew that her little head had made up for it......

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