Gu Boyuan was wearing black linen pants, black cloth shoes on his feet, walking with the wind, menacing, and holding a fan in his hand, fanning while walking, with his own electric fan, the certain male department on the fan was very eye-catching.

Gu Boyuan scolded in his heart, Ye Shengqing, you old horseman, obviously said it together, I didn't expect you to sneak in with thick eyebrows and big eyes, cheap.

Ye Shengqing didn't give a ,......

"I, Immortal Venerable, Midlife Crisis" Chapter 109 A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out It's hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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