In the last days of natural disasters, memories are either cold knives or glass slags, and whose scars are not bloody, and they will not heal for the rest of their lives.

Jiang Ning didn't bother to ask more, so he carried the bucket into the house.

It's not easy for anyone, I remember when I first saw Wang Meimei, she wore this skirt, and she had exquisite makeup at that time, and she was very well maintained.

She is spicy and jealous, but she lives the best among a bunch of women.

It's still this skirt now, but it seems to be twenty or thirty years old, and it's as thin as an old woman who is unrecognizable.

It is said that time is a knife to kill pigs, and the end of natural disasters comes faster.

"The beginning of the natural disaster, I won by hoarding tens of billions of materials" Chapter 447 Forever 19 years old is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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