The man's gaze was as sharp as a falcon.

The narrow phoenix's eyes were cold, making people shudder.

Yan Shijin was like a child who made a mistake and was caught, her face flashed with a moment of panic, she didn't know what kind of play the big Buddha of King Rong was going to sing.

Instead, Yan Zhaolan smiled skillfully to adjust the atmosphere, "Uncle Rong, where is this?" How could the fourth sister be negligent......

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