Jiang Zhi stopped in place and did not take a step back.

The ashtray slammed into the ground with a thud.

It was only an inch away from her toes, and it was clear that she had a sense of proportion.

In the next second, when Jiang Zhi thought he was going to hear Father Zhou's reprimand, his gaze deviated by an inch and fell to the side.

Jiang Zhi looked sideways, and Zhou Rong was sitting next to him...... On the couch, face ......

"Someday" Chapter 242 The Wind is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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