The lights shone on the long night, and the snow fell, stretching the time longer and longer, and the torment was devastating.

Xie Ji was like a statue, standing straight outside the door, his back stiff, and he couldn't even breathe.

The power of the ear beyond ordinary people became a kind of torture at this time, and every murmur and cry of pain in the inner chamber was extremely clear, like a sharp knife, carved into his body, and the pain of the cone was overflowing.

He suddenly remembered that Ahya was actually a very squeamish person.

Her skin is always too sensitive and fragile, and when she leaves the palace, her clothes are a little rougher, and they will be red and painful. With a little effort, you can put a red or blue mark on your snow-white wrist.

It stands to reason......

Chapter 332 of "The Spring Night Account of the Temptation King" Giving birth safely, the position of the prince is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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