"Me?" A smile appeared on the corner of Qingyu Wangshu's mouth, waiting for her next.

"Yes!" Ji Fanyin finished picking out his sleeves and continued to take out the pocket on the inside of the big bag: "You don't know, how much I envy the women of the Yan Snow Country, and I also want to marry three husbands and welcome four servants like them." ”...

Chapter 0990 of "Killing Sanskrit" is the heart of the desire to be difficult to fill is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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