Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air, and then I saw Qin Ruoxi's arm holding the broken glass move, and the glass in his hand fell to the ground with a sound! A peanut fell on the table and broke in half. I set my eyes in the direction of the kitchen, it must have been Ma Xiaoling's hand. Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin stepped forward and hugged their daughter, crying everywhere, and the family cried together. It's miserable. I sighed, stood up, and stared...

Chapter 62 of "A Product of Yincha" You are doing this on purpose You are hitting it with your hand, please wait a moment,

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