"Cutie?" Hearing Cang Qianrou's name for the snow bag, Sang Dongfang also twitched, "You really can't bear to do it?" ”

Cang Qianrou's color was cold, "Do you have an opinion?" ”

"No, whatever you want. I just want to advise you not to be careless because of favoritism, if you really win by your little cutie, then we can simply find a place to commit suicide. ”

"Humph! Then I will help you choose a good cemetery then! ”

Although he said so, the movements in Cang Qianrou's hand were not ambiguous at all, and he directly took out the heavy bow and aimed at the snow bag.

After the creative stimulation of the mist, this heavy bow has faintly crossed the ......

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