is a small girl, and her ambition is not small.

Lin Daimo looked coldly at Lu Mengjian, who was obviously unwilling on his face, and extinguished the flame burning in her heart with a cold word, but it was not an easy task.

"I'm just asking you about the vial, you don't have to worry about anything else!" Lu Mengjian threw down the brush in his hand, stood up, stared at Lin Daimo's eyes, and Zheng ...... word by word

Chapter 37 The porcelain vase is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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