Gu Xue shook her wrist, and the warm wine splashed on the back of her hand. She wiped off the wine stains with a handkerchief while carefully observing Shui Qingchen's expression.

His eyes were deep and gentle, and he peeled the orange and handed it to Givenin, seemingly unconcerned.

Turning his eyes and looking at Ji Fanyin with a calm face, Gu...

Chapter 0840 of "Killing Sanskrit" angrily scolding the bloody blade is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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