Rong Moli didn't answer me.

One hand pressed my back, and the other rubbed the back of my waist.

When touched, the pain and itching wander through the gaps between the bones.

I lay on the bed and couldn't help but whisper, "Don't touch ......"

He didn't stop his hand, his fingertips were sketching something for the pen,......

Chapter 115 of "The Snake Demon is Difficult" Leave it to me to deal with It is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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