The four lines of sight intertwined, and the air was as heavy as water-soaked cotton.

The fragrance of jasmine wafted faintly in the distance, but it made people's emotions more and more anxious.

Zhuang Rupin cursed and wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

Song Qitang looked at those black and white eyes, and suddenly felt ashamed of himself.

"Unborn.........

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