The man's body exudes a cold and cold aura, which makes people shudder.

Holding Qiao Fanyin's hands, he also subconsciously used his hatred to increase.

"I'm not her." The girl couldn't break free with both hands, so she kicked him with her foot.

The man narrowed his cold eyes, and his body was slightly...

"The Sweet Pet of the Paranoid Jun Shao" Qiao Beiying, do you still say that you are not her? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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