Ye Ziluo smiled suddenly, but before he could reply, his waist suddenly hurt.

His eyebrows froze.

Quietly lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl standing next to him with a faint expression.

Finally, he raised his hand and took the hand around his waist.

Meantime...

"Gao Cold Male God, Sweet and Warm" Chapter 598 The so-called, low-key tracheitis of the leaves of the school grass is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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