Givenin bit his lip, turned his little face away, looked at the fallen leaves on the ground, and did not speak.

Shui Qingchen knows that she is assertive:

"Little Voice......

"What do you want me to do?" The big eyes shimmered with a deep luster like a black jewel, and Ji Fanyin tightened his thin eyebrows and raised his head...

Chapter 0742 of "Deadly Sanskrit" Except for admitting mistakes, everything else is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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