Chapter Forty-Six: Is Your Bed Soft?
His long hair was so loose that he couldn't even see his face clearly, and he was about to bend down to do something. "What the hell?" I shouted, pulled out the yellow talisman and rushed over. Because I had seen the woman who had come to buy something leaning against the trash can next to her, dead or alive, but she didn't look like she was hurt. The white figure turned its head to look at me, and froze there. I want to rush over, suddenly...
"This Master Lady Is Not Too Cold" Chapter 46 Is Your Bed Soft It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,
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