The vendor was covered with red concentric knots and small embroidered purses, and it was a young vendor, and next to him sat a petite woman holding a woman's bun, not a white hand, very dexterously braiding concentric knots.

Seeing this, Feng Tianlan's body froze, remembering that she had followed the small trader...

"Flame Mad Princess" Chapter 1253 I think your wrist will grow flowers I am hitting it with my hand, please wait a moment,

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