"Thank you, father." Feng Jiuli glanced at Feng Hong and did not refuse his kindness.

Seeing his somewhat old face, the pale hair on his sideburns, and then seeing the deep concern and worry in his eyes, I thought that he was willing to take the medicine of forgetting his memory for the sake of a woman, just...

"The Waste Wood Ruffian is a Little Fierce" 362.I'll definitely be able to figure it all out myself! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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