Song Qinghui's pupils shook, his hand was not steady, and the knife fell to the ground with a clatter, and there was a sense of disbelief in his words: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

He has a radish in his hand, and he can chop it down and play with it casually?

Unexpectedly, Ji Fuxue really stretched out his hands in front of her. The bones are distinct, white and delicate, the texture of his hands is delicate and exquisite, and there are a few thin calluses at the joints. Song Qing ......

"Eunuch Pet Tibetan Jiao" Chapter 76 Seventy-six, the drug is in the hand, please wait a while,

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