Yan An also stared at his little hand, and after a while, a red thread came out of the wooden stick, drilled around Yan An's little hand, and finally wrapped around her ring finger.

The other end of the red line flies, stretching infinitely, shuttling through the entire marriage house, drilling through other red lines...

"The Male God Waits for Me to Save" Chapter 960 Is the Moon Old Here? Pull the string! (22) I am playing in my hand, please wait for a while,

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