Hearing this, Song Qitang was stunned, "Jiang Yanxing!" ”

Facing the man's cold and cold eyebrows, the corners of her lips pulled indifferently, dragging out a stiff tone, "Mr. Jiang." ”

In the past, it was not impossible to be low and small inside, but Jiang Yanxing always had a way to force her to get out of control several times.

Jiang Yanxing looked at Song Qitang, and his bones were ......

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