Zhao Qingwu hugged Zhao Yiya's body, and could feel Zhao Yiya's body trembling because of anger, and suddenly a trace of worry appeared in his heart, Mo Qing's cold and bloody days were about to begin.

"Sister, or you just let it go! If you let He Zheyu go, you will also let go of yourself. Zhao Qingwu said softly.

Who knew that Zhao Yiya bit Zhao Qingwu's shoulder and didn't let go for a long time, Zhao Qingwu frowned in pain, and her face was slightly twisted, until Zhao Yiya's mouth was full of bloody smell that filled her entire sense of taste, she let go of her mouth, slowly raised her fingers, and wiped a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth with her fingertips, looking at Zhao Qingwu with extremely terrifying eyes, she also let out a little crazy low laugh: "Does it hurt?" At this point, my pain is comparable

"The little cutie he raised is blackened" Chapter 113 Mo Qinghan's provocation is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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