Seeing this, I pretended to be casual and walked out of the house, but when I was outside the house, I didn't see the shadow of Huang Simei and Lingxian at all. I turned my head to look at their room, and found that the door was closed, maybe I had been tossed all night, and maybe I was still sleeping, and I couldn't help but laugh when I thought of this, and said that it would be more tender to fight with me. "You're giggling there early in the morning...

Chapter 92 of "The Yellow River Yin Coffin" Half of the Black Buddha is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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