The restlessness in the outfield is like a passing cloud.

On the way to the infield of the ball, the little swan was very excited.

It was only then that Louie learned that the little swan was actually going to give him a head.

Louis reluctantly said:

"Are you so sure people will come to me for trouble?"

The little swan snorted and said:

"The instinct of a genius does not need to be explained."

She really, I cried to death.

Chapter 91 of "I, the Prince of Succubus, Will Never Die on the Guillotine" is not good, and the relationship with my eldest wife has deteriorated (ask for the first order) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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