Insanate, in the ward.

Jack sat on the floor, dragging his left hand like a watermelon, and holding a glass of water in his right hand.

His eyes flashed with excitement, releasing the signal to eat melons,

"You just let your son go?"

Ludon lay on the bed and yawned,

"He's not my son."

"You can't do it, you don't even recognize your son."

Jack nibbled into the air

"I Really Don't Want to Hang" Chapter 107 Long time no see, Mr. Lutdon is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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