Luoxia House.

Inside the duckweed pavilion.

The night was dark, the fog was thick, the night breeze blew through the crescent spring, and the microwave waves crashed against the white jade wall.

Mo Jiudi sat on the couch on the shore very leisurely, stretching his limbs, like a roosting tiger, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

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Chapter 0236 of "Deadly Sanskrit" On chips, how much are they worth It's in the hand, please wait a moment,

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