Mu Haotian was like a piece of wood, standing for a long time.

It turned out that Han Wenjing had wanted to kill him when he was asleep, and he had already put it into action, and it was only because of his neck that there were bruises.

After thinking about it, there seemed to be boundless sadness pouring out of my heart, surrounding every part of my body.

He stared blankly at the beautiful and vulgar girl's figure, dazed and at a loss, thinking a lot in his mind, and still didn't understand why she did this.

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