Summer is a bit stuffy, and there is probably some ice in this room, so that some coolness can reach the ankles and climb up the calves.

Fang Jinglin felt particularly obvious, he felt that this coolness seemed to be rushing all the way up, rushing to the heart and lungs, so that the confidence he originally had was instantly gone in front of Yang Lingyu.

His voice was soft: "If I say I don't care if they want to, can you ......

Chapter 269 of "The Minister's Wife" God is playing with his hand, please wait a moment,

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