When Sheng Bian Mo heard this, his face was a little pale, he lowered his eyes and looked at the wind chimes stained with snowflakes in his hand, and gently wiped them clean with clean cuffs, before he hung the wind chimes in his hand back on the branches, and his expression was finally quite relaxed.

The wind and snow at night were quite heavy, and the north wind was howling...

"Little Princess, She Is Very Sweet and Soft" Chapter 1627 Except Wushan is not a cloud 165 is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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