The night has never been so long, and there has never been such a joy, Zhao Kai is tireless, and Shen Hanyan also clasped his ten fingers tightly, cooperating wholeheartedly.

Zhao Kai likes her and likes the woman in his arms, he kissed her lips, "Yan'er, call my husband ......"

If it is his woman, she should be called his husband.

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Chapter 89 of "The Poor Merchant" Love is like a tide is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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