The cold sticky wetness was still rolling around her, like a snake curling its prey, and it slowly enjoyed the delicious food of its own hunt.

If it was a drunken dream just now, Lan Aya clearly knew that this was the reality, and her blood was sucked out of the arteries little by little. ...

"Emperor, Your Cute Concubine Bites Again" Chapter 130 The master who doesn't talk is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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