Zhu Puyu's breathing stopped, and he clutched the paper towel in his hand, and the fragile paper towel turned into a ball of scraps of paper in his hand.

Zhu Puyu pinched her palm fiercely, and the pain made her think a lot clearer.

She tossed the unformed tissue into the trash can and took a few deep breaths.

The kid stayed, and there was nothing good of it.

As long as TA is in ......

"Horizontal Sword Love" Chapter 277 Now he's winning It's a hand-hitting, please wait a moment,

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