She looked at Ning Yuanyuan, who had a lot of silver needles inserted into her white and tender skin, her round face was crimson, sweat slipped down her face drop by drop, and the place where the silver needles were pierced, it seemed that a small flower had bloomed.

It's very small, and it's not very real.

Jun Yan looked closer, and he saw it a little clearly, it was jasmine,...

Chapter 1571 of "Rebirth of the First Proud Concubine" The pot is too big to carry It is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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