After dawn, the sun rises.

Cheng Luo woke up with a splitting headache, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was still upstairs, but the rope that bound her hands and feet was loosened, and a person was sitting not far away, looking at her coldly.

The memory of last night came back, and she slowly sat up...

"Big Guy, He's Responsible for Looks Like a Flower" Chapter 115 Old and Dead Don't Get Along, It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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