That fake Yan paused.

Then his face changed.

He strode over and kicked the table with a slam.

But where else did they find behind the table?

All that catches your eye is the glass and the cold air that blows in shatters...

"Cold Male God, Sweet and Warm" Chapter 897 There is no living mouth left in the private room! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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