Tang leisurely pursed her lips tightly, half silent, she wrinkled her nose, and her little hand exaggerated in front of Leng Chengcheng: "What a sour taste." Do you smell it?" Leng Chengcheng didn't reflect for a while, he really sniffed his nose, frowned and said, "No?" After speaking, he saw Tang Youran laughing, and a flash of light flashed in front of him, and then he realized that he had been fooled.

"I'll get down to business with you. Leng Chengcheng stretched out his strong hand and grabbed Tang Youran's slender wrist, and his deep gaze stared at Tang Youran's...

"The First Daughter" Chapter 225: A Not Simple Woman is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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