The man interrupted Bai Lu's movements. "No need."

Then, he picked up a hairpin from the bamboo basket in Chuan Bai's hand and said, "Isn't it a woman's contempt to know by looking at it?" ”

As he spoke, he turned his wrist, and the hairpin in his hand swept towards his white neck.

At the last moment, two slender fingers clamped the flower branch that was ready to reach Bai Lu's throat.

Bai Lu touched his neck in fear, retreated to the side of Zuoqiu, and tugged at the corners of his robe.

Immediately, Zuo Qiu let go of his two fingers and withdrew his sleeve.

The blue-black sunflower-faced man looked at the petals flying among the few people and praised, "Good exercises." ”

Then he took the cripple in his hands......

"Mei Zhongxiang" 122 - Xi Jiaerlang Xi Xingzhou is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!