Fang Ziqin was stunned when he heard this, and then the corners of his mouth opened up a touch of arc, as if he was aggrieved and unbearable: "Don't let it." ”

She put aside her arms, turned her face away with a little hypocrisy, and tears slipped silently.

After a while, the trembling on her shoulders was gently smoothed, and Zhou Zhan's hand climbed on her shoulder, kneading it again and again, and the movements were indulgent and gentle.

The room was dark and dark, and the corridor was lit ......

Chapter 167 of "Zhan for Himself" The drunkard's intention is not in the wine is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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