Of course, Feng Jiuli didn't know what Jun Wuji was thinking at this time, and shook his head again and again: "No, I'm just your personal guard, how can I sit with you, Lord Wang?" ”

Jun Wujie put down the teacup and leaned back on the chair casually, showing elegance and dignity: "As far as this king knows...

"The Waste Material Concubine is a Little Fierce" 317.Sit down, is she still afraid that he won't succeed? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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