Feng Bo didn't look at it, he couldn't answer the question.

Seeing that he was silent, Jian Ling put down the chess pieces, got up slowly, and said leisurely: "Let's go, we two old guys will do our business first." ”

Thinking about what to put in the evening, Jian Ling was a little nostalgic and a little emotional.

"I'm getting old, and I'm going to put it for the juniors..."

Before he finished his last sentence, he was stabbed by Feng Bo, "It's not that you didn't let it go, you did it yourself back then." ”

Jian Ling put her hands behind her back and slowly walked out of the door, for Feng Bo's

Chapter 135 of "The Peasant Woman, the Sick and Weak Princess's Spoiled Wife" Chapter 135 Not only will she be carried home, but she will also be in the wilderness He is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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