Listening to He Xuanyi's words, Mo Qinghan laughed and said: "The person standing at the top also lived so patheticly, knowing that he was sitting wrong, but he was still stubborn on his lips, and he didn't even ......... the three words 'sorry'."

Before Mo Qinghan's words were finished, He Zheyu handed the soup that had been blown to only a little warm in his hand to Mo Qinghan, and said gently: "Moisten your throat, didn't you say it?" Leave everything to me? Always so disobedient. ”

"No matter how much I hear Zheyu's words, I come with anger." Zhao Xu'er said in a weird manner.

Zhao Siyi, who had been coughing for a while, eased up, he glanced at He Zheyu with a timid gaze, and then shifted his eyes, not daring to stay, he pulled the corner of Zhao Su'er's clothes hard, as if to remind her of this

"The little cutie he raised is blackened" Chapter 162 If he is really dead, he should pay for his life is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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