Forty-six, he is not a ghost
Concubine Jing sat on the chaise longue, crossed Erlang's legs, took the tea handed over by Meng Qingran in her hand and said, "Get up, sit down." ”
Meng Qingran got up and sat on the chair next to Concubine Jing.
Concubine Jing took a sip of tea: "Ran Ran, your skin condition has been much better recently than it looked a year ago, did Ran Ran use any good facial fat." ”
When Meng Qingran heard the first half, he still smiled, until the last sentence, the smile on Meng Qingran's face suddenly froze.
"After the body swap, the prince killed crazy in the inner house" forty-sixth He is not a ghost is hitting his hand, please wait a moment,
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