The gaze was neither shocked nor angry, nor did it have the slightest lethality, but the moment Mu Qingxi faced it, her eyelids jumped, and a coldness jumped up in her back, she retracted her hand and was about to retreat, but Zong Xian Ting seemed to be more energetic, and when she was about to withdraw her hand, she held it violently, and said without yin or yang: "I like to catch it so much, catch it enough." ”

He spoke of the books, not of his hands.

But he ...... at the moment

"The Young Marshal's Serious Point" 105.Sen is as cold as ice is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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