When Jiang Huaijing spoke, Shan Tang smelled a fragrant smell.

Suddenly, a little shy and cautious temptation fell from the top of his head, "Maybe you would like to come to my house and have a hot pot with me?" ”

It was evening, and there was only the last light left in the sky.

Jiang Huaijing's face was lowered, and the young man's face was a little crimson.

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"Dark Burn" Chapter 151 I want to cry I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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