Zhou Yinghuai stared at her with a particularly strange look.

Seeing Jiang Misheng's scalp numb and her breathing was suffocated, she swallowed her saliva, which was a dry bitterness after drinking: "Let's go!" ”

There was water all over the floor.

Even his clothes were wet.

Jiang Misheng drank fragments, his memory was vague, and there was not much left to remember: ......

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