Leng Xing left, Wen Xiangyang looked at Leng Xing's back leaving, looking at Leng Xing's white dress that had not changed for a hundred years, she inexplicably felt that Leng Xing's back was a little like her, the only difference was that Leng Xing was an ice beauty, and she was a little like water.

Mu Lingqian saw that Wen Xiangyang had been looking at Leng Xing...

"You are my time" [717] The anger of jealousy is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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