Shi Yao rode a fast horse, running aimlessly through the streets, not knowing where to go or where to stay.

In the bottom of his heart, there was actually a vague destination, but as soon as he emerged, he buried it in his heart, and painted it with protective colors again and again, until he could no longer see where that vague place was.

A turnaround, Shi Yao inadvertently put his speed to the fullest, and the moment he pinched the reins to turn around, he pretended not to care and skimmed away from the corner of his sight.

The corner of an inconspicuous gray robe flashed by, and looking at the piece of fabric, Shi Yao's thin lips hooked a cold smile.

"The White Moonlight Dressed as a Sick Prime Minister" Chapter 86 The lie is being hit by the hand, please wait a while,

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