Van Wenting took a step forward, and Wangqing took a step back.

One in and one out.

It's like a game on a chessboard.

The one who was defeated was Wangqing.

Van Winting's face sank, and the corridor was full of people.

He couldn't touch her here.

He could only stare at her coldly with black eyes.

As......

"Typhoon Signal No. 8" Chapter 49 Actually, your possessive desire bites my flesh and blood 5 is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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