Chapter 122: One Hundred and Twenty-Two, The Flood

"unlucky!"

Li Laosan scolded secretly, unwilling to admit that he was so frightened by the beautiful little gelding in front of him that he almost peed.

Ji Fuxue looked thin and thin, with fine skin and tender meat, but the strength in his hand made him breathless.

"Ahem, ahem...... You are ...... in Beijing

"Eunuch Pet Tibetan Jiao" Chapter 122 One hundred and twenty-two, the flood is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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