Tick tick tick .......

The phone was hung up by Wang Qiu, who pressed the cigarette into the ashtray in annoyance and leaned back on the sofa irritably.

I don't know why, when she heard Zheng Yuelin say that she liked Meng Hao, her heart felt sympathy. There is no logic at all in the uncontrollable impulse to hurt unrelated people because they like.

But the king ......

Chapter 48 of "The Guest of the Curtain" is like the autumn leaves have withered It's being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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