Hearing this, the smile on Mo Aotian's face froze slightly, and he just wanted to say something, but someone patted him lightly on the shoulder, and when he looked back, he saw Zhuang Yuetong, who was constantly glaring at him.

Under the hint of Zhuang Yuetong's eyes, Mo Aotian reluctantly put down the hand holding Mo Yingyin, a...

"The First Proud Poisonous Concubine" Chapter 388: It seems to have an impression (4) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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