"Forget it, it's a bad idea."

After thinking about it, Qin Yue raised his head and sighed, then raised his hand and patted his head, and asked tentatively:

"Then you've been tossing lately?"

As soon as Tang Xiaotang heard this, he was immediately excited and about to jump up from the chair, and his intestines were almost green: "It's a ghost, I almost tossed Mr. Pang into a poor ghost." ”

She is not brain-dead, and if she continues to make trouble like this, she will look down on herself.

Qin Yue chuckled, and raised her hand to smooth her hair a few times.

"Not bad, not bad. The baby has grown up, and Mr. Pang didn't work in vain. ”

Hearing this, Tang Xiaotang waved her hand disdainfully to open her, and her face showed a hint of confusion. <

"The Emperor's Favorite: The President's Honey Wife" Chapter Seventy-Eight The intestines are repentant It's hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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