It's still raining outside. The sky was overcast and pressing, and the whole street had a sense of impenetrable oppression. Tang Nuan'er squatted in the corner.

She was not tall, thin, and crouched in the corner with a fragile and pitiful appearance. Pei Tingyan came out and saw such a scene...

"Picked up a loyal dog: NO, the master is sick! Chapter 239 Don't be afraid, it's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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