115

Zhilan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him now, just rolled her eyes and left mercilessly.

Wu Dali was afraid of Zhao Nanfei, although he couldn't see him, he could still feel Zhao Nanfei's existence, so he didn't say anything, and when Zhilan walked away and Wu Dali was really sure that there was no one around, he spat viciously on the ground, and said in a disdainful tone: "What are you dragging, with a ...... face

Chapter 115 of "A Hundred Years of Paper Shop" Thirteen kerosene lamps are being hit in your hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!