Qingling's timbre is cold and delicate.

Ah Jun raised his head and lowered his eyebrows.

At this time, the faint light sprinkled in her brown eyes, reflecting a sense of extreme fragmentation.

It seems that the starlight and the bright moon compete for glory, and the small meaning is gentle, but he is unwilling to be humiliated.

"Your Highness is begging me?"

Qin Xiao lowered his eyes......

Chapter 057 of "Horse Duojiao", the puppet is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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