1233. It's him!
"Who?" Feng Jiuli was like a paparazzi, trying to find out.
Luo Yun helped the seriously injured person on the bed up, slowly moved the water cup in his hand to his lips, and poured the water into his mouth little by little.
Feng Jiuli was covered by the bed curtain, and could only faintly...
"The Waste Material Ruffian is a Little Fierce" 1233. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,
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