Hearing this question, Mo Laogui was silent for a while!

He took a big sip of the bottle and went straight down to half a bottle, and only after the corners of his mouth overflowed a little that he put it down and wiped his mouth with his sleeves covered with mud.

He glared at Ma Haitao, panting heavily, his two dry and wrinkled arms propped up on the table, slowly leaning over, the dark and chapped skin on his face, a rare flush, his eyes were round and bloodshot

Chapter 116 of "The Wonderful Life of the Courtyard" Yan Lao Er's people! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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