But most of the scents on their bodies are women's powder.

It tastes different from Yang Guang's body.

He lay in Yang Guang's arms, drowsy.

And Yang Guang looked at Li Ping's weak expression, and felt distressed for a while.

If it weren't for his own Lingyan Pavilion, maybe Li Ping wouldn't have been tired, or even poisoned.

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Chapter 452 of "The Strongest Tyrant in History" The thief is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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