The strength and speed of the other party were so great that Mo Ya didn't have time to react and think, so she could only rely on instinct to open her mouth, and her two hands reached out to frantically pat the hand that was holding her neck.

The feeling of suffocation was too strong, Mo Ya's original pale face in the darkness was completely reddened, and she relied on...

"Cold Male God, Sweet and Warm" Chapter 1257 At that time, the nightmare (2) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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