A touch of dark green color was deeply engraved into the hearts of Wei and Yu.

Previously, at least before I saw it today, Feng Xiaoyu was still a faint and ethereal green smoke in his heart, seductive, but it was not clear, and after that night, it was even more covered with a thin veil, which could not be touched or touched.

But today I saw the color of the hem of the woman's garment—

It turned into a graceful wicker, swaying gently......

Chapter 190 of "The Spring Breeze in the Willow Waist" You heard it wrong It's hitting with your hand, please wait a while,

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