For a moment, Feng Xiaoyu really thought that he was going to die at the hands of Zong Wencheng again.

She was unwilling, and she would never want to.

The hot thing smashed on the back of his hand, Zong Wencheng was stunned, followed closely, he lifted his eyes and looked over, the woman's extended eyes were red, red and beautiful...... Pitiful.

This tear seemed to open the floodgates.

Two drops, three drops, and ......

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