Jing Moye sat down on the chair next to him and said to the air: "Make a pot of tea for this king." ”

Qiao Ling didn't know if he was calling her, she was hesitant to come out.

Jing Moye's hand knocked on the table: "Don't let this king say it a second time." ”

Clever and resigned to floating out of the jade pendant...

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