Zhou Jing's eyelids didn't move. The smile on the corner of his mouth remains the same. He was smashed in his arms, and then fell off the chaise longue.

Both of them fell.

"Brother Huang, are you okay?"

Zhou Yu, a dog thing, hurriedly got up from him, his acting skills were very good, he just stood up half of his body, stepped on the hem of his clothes again, and fell again.

The hand crushed the wound intentionally or unintentionally.

At the same time, he heard the sound of the healing wound cracking open again. The gauze wrapped around Zhou Jing's body was stained with blood. The pupils shrank, and there was blood

Chapter 30 of "Marrying the Crazy Prince Chongxi" Your Highness, this delicate flower, is indeed pitiful is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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