The young master fell to the ground, Su Qingya took two steps back, the snake vine struggled to return to his body, leaving only the vortex behind the young master.
The wound on his forehead healed instantly, but Su Qingya's expression still couldn't hide the pain. He could only let the snake vine dance wildly on his cheek and finally crawl to the corner of his eyes.
At this time, I went forward, reached out and pulled the clothes on my body, twisted them into a ball, then ignited them with a flint and ignited them with a "boom".
The heat waves surged in the ground room, and the snake vines were inspired, and finally poked their heads out of Su Qingya's temple and spread a branch happily.
Su Qingya bent down, opened his mouth and vomited a ball of black and purple blood. Then he rolled a strong wind in his sleeve, blocking the flames, and pressed the night onto the back wall with one hand.
The left hand was pinching his neck tighter and tighter. At night, he was breathing hard, his chest couldn't keep rising and falling, and his naked peaks hit Su Qingya's body, one after another, and finally letting him loosen his five fingers
The body was rolling warmly, and Su Qingya leaned forward, his voice a little hoarse: You must understand the consequences of your doing so, not only me, but this snake vine in my body has not touched a woman for ten years.
The snow flashed in my eyes, and suddenly opened my arms and hugged Su Qingya tightly.
The hot body and the hot desire were even hotter than the fire just now. The snake gushed out from Su Qingya's right palm like a demon. Two cold branches hovered in front of the night's chest, and then meandered down, one by one, one by one, and two caves in her body.
The way of grinding and turning is the same as that of a normal man, but the two are snakes, snake vines, and cold snake vines
Fear rolled on every pore of the night, but she gritted her teeth and hugged Su Qingya tighter. She obviously felt his male root standing up, firmly pressing downward against her belly button.
Twenty-five years ago, before Lan He was sacrificed, have you ever hugged her like this and hugged your woman tightly for the last time?
Just like Su Qingya's ears, I exhale gently at night. A sentence is like a lava, easily scalding through Su Qingya's last line of defense.
That's right, twenty-five years ago, on the eve of the sacrifice of Lan He, the left guardian of the Blood Lotus Sect, he hugged her like this. The two of them lingered in love with each other, turning into clouds and rain into two entangled snakes.
That pleasure was unprecedented. Lan He, who knew nothing, felt that he was the happiest woman in the world. When he was climax, he hugged Su Qingya's neck tightly and asked: We will be together forever, right? Will you treat me like this all the time?
yes
Su Qingya answered without hesitation at that time and smiled coldly in her ear: If I let you down, you will turn into a snake, move into my body, pester me, torture me, and never stop.
Lan He was silent at that time, but he was still silent when he was sent to the altar the next day.
Forty-nine men went in and out of her body one by one. She was just looking at Su Qingya, without saying a word, and there was a cold snake in her eyes.
The Left Guardian Lan He, the bloody and yin, the only candidate for sacrifice
This sentence circled in Su Qingya's ears
That was the first thing the elder said to him after making a plan. He did not object at that time and still does not regret it now.
The blood lotus broke, the plague broke out, the sacrifice was made, and then it was to save sentient beings. What an ideal shortcut to save the blood lotus sect
A real man has a big plan. If he gives him another 10,000 chances, he will still make this decision.
But when Lan He was finally sunk into the blood pool, his dark eyes looked at him and slowly failed to enter the pool, he still felt a chill all over.
Snake vine, the cold snake vine, has actually been planted into his body since that moment. It is not a worm, but resentment and never forgiveness.
So, when the woman sent a real snake into his body five years later, he didn't feel the coldness at that moment, and even felt that he had been waiting for it for a long time.
There is really retribution in this world, and the curse will come true, which means there is still fairness in this world
Thinking of this, Su Qingya raised her lips, lifted her hem, and sent her male root into her body, and pressed her cold tentacles tightly: I did hold her like this that night, and hugged her tighter than she is now. I swear that if I lose to her, I will be entangled by snake vines and will never stop.
The hot genitals began, and the snake vine surrounded the male root and circled tightly on it. The crazy stimulation finally made the night mèi feel, and the nipple rose like a crystal, and it couldn't stop greeting.
The snake vine also noticed the pleasure. The tentacle in the backyard was refreshed and suddenly stretched inward, almost piercing the body.
Then you... do you know... who was the person you killed just now?
On the edge of pain and speed, I still don't forget the main topic: Do you know that he this year...
If nothing unexpected happens, he is twenty-four years old this year. Su Qingya answered happily: It is Lan He's descendant, and one-fifty-fifty chance is my son. Are you trying to say this?
He knew that from the moment the young master showed off the fluorescent Gu, Lan He was indeed not dead
There is a secret passage under the blood pool. When you open the lid, you can reach the sea directly. This is a secret that both he and Lan He know.
So Lan He was not dead, so the people from the Ghost Sect learned the witchcraft of the Blood Lotus Sect, because the Ghost Sect was created by Lan He.
And Lan He is the young master's mother
One-fifty chance Su Qingya smiled playfully and inserted his male root deeper: The chance is so slim. He gave up when he decided to kill me, so why can't I give up!
Evening, Mèi didn't speak anymore, just let him run in his body, watching the snake vines on his cheeks grow gradually, growing above his head, revealing a corner of red, scarlet, and a small flower bud
Just a little bit of snake flowers are about to bloom. I closed my eyes at night, and my nervousness makes the pleasure layer up. Every pore on my body begins to stand upright, ready to welcome the final arrival of orgasm
But at this last moment, Wan Mèi suddenly felt empty in her body. Su Qingya actually woke up at this critical moment of life and death, bounced off her body like an arrow, and her whole body was stuck to the back wall, the cool and refreshing cold jade wall
The scarlet flower withered, and the snake vine left the body reluctantly, dragging its long thread, with a blood covered with the anus of the night.
The young master on the ground moved, and the snake vine on his back had already penetrated into his body, but the blood on his chest began to solidify, solidifying into a strange black purple ball.
Your master is not dead. Su Qingya looked at Wanmèi coldly: What a magical insect snake vine is. Your master will never grow old from now on. All wounds can heal and are destined to be entangled by the snake vine until death
The young master coughed when he heard this, sat up straight with difficulty, his black robe sleeves danced, and there was a blue light inside.
Su Qingya's palm wind came up, and he hit the wound on his chest with a palm, and his left palm was deeply embedded in his body: You will thank me for digging out your heart now, because it was entangled by the snake vine, the pain was ten times more than this
The young master struggled so hard that he just held the blue cone in his hand tighter, just waiting for the internal force to gather so as to make the last blow
Blood began to drip in Su Qingya's palm, and the beating heart was already on his fingertips, just waiting for him to take it off.
I don't know why he hesitated, and for a moment, only the sound of the wind whistled in the gap. It was the late Shenyin who swung him, and he fought his life and left a bone-scared scar on his wrist.
Lan Ruo is you, why are you so good to him! I didn't stop late, and while I spoke, I rolled my whip and attacked him again.
This time, the one who was not in the Shenyin was firmly held by Su Qingya.
He is an orphan I picked up, and he was raised with one hand. Su Qingya's eyes flashed with hatred: Unfortunately, he was killed by you and died in the words "good" and "willful" and "willful" words "good" and "willful" words "willful" words "willful" and "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "will
As the hatred god spiraled, the whip's tail power contained a thousand pounds, and the night mèi was blown away.
The opportunity finally came, and the blue cone in the young master's sleeve moved in response. This time, he did not hesitate anymore, and a punch penetrated Su Qingya's left eye, piercing deeply, and almost all the cone tail was gone.
Su Qingya's left hand kept pinching his heart, his fingers embedded deep into his body, only one snatch
Only one hand, but in the end it wasn't
The words of night mèi circled in his heart
Who is Lan Ruo? He is the child he raised and his desire for the continuation of life
The last name is Lan, why is Lan, and who is Liu? The answer is actually in his heart
In the deep consciousness, how long he desires a child, a child of him and Lan He
The blue cone was pulled out of his eye socket, and blood poured out. However, the young master no longer had the strength to struggle. He could only pinch his heart like this, and put his face on his face, confirming the appearance of each other.
But you destroyed my Blood Lotus Sect! Su Qingya suddenly spoke, tightened his fingertips and pulled it half an inch in: You shouldn't have destroyed the Blood Lotus Sect, you destroyed my faith that I have given all my sacrifices!
At the critical moment, a fluorescent Gu flew into the room, slowly flying, and finally gathered to make a lotus, and the sound of "Xiū" did not enter the young master's body.
The one who controls the fluorescent Gu is late, such a smart and exquisite late
Su Qingya felt relieved and slowly pulled his five fingers out of the young master's body.
Yes, he looked at the young master and nodded slightly: My Blood Lotus Sect has never been destroyed. The Ghost Sect has inherited everything from the Blood Lotus Sect, and you have also inherited everything from me. You are cruel and ruthless and ambitious, and it is more like ten thousand times more like Lan Ruo like me.
The young master sneered, without refuting, but retreated far away, retreated to the door, and opened the door with all his strength.
The heat flow began to pour into the room, and a scarlet appeared on the head of the snake vine, swaying above Su Qingya's head
Su Qingya took a breath, touched it like a ghost, and his palm once again pressed on the young master's chest.
Don't move His voice slowed down, and finally broke the ice and became warm: I've removed the snake vine for you, it has not yet taken root in your body, and I am the only one who can do this now
I have nothing to do with you, and there is no reason to accept your favor.
The young master replied coldly, took a few steps back, and stepped out of the door without looking back.
Su Qingya lowered his hand, lowered it helplessly, and never raised it again
Blood covered his face like a waterfall. He gave up resistance and grew by the snake vines. Every branch penetrated his body and wrapped him around.
Su Qingya is gone, her body is swallowed by a snake vine. The cold snake vine is rooted in the ground, and a red petal and golden flower blooms above his head. The snake flower
Resentment finally came to fruition. At the moment when consciousness lingers, Su Qingya smiled indifferently
Finally I understand why I have to live without seeing the light of life
It turned out that it was just waiting for this moment that Lan He came to seek revenge, and the resentment finally came to fruition.
The snake flowers are blooming, and the room is filled with fragrance, sweet and sad fragrance
Resentment and never forgiveness are like this kind of smell in the depths
Sweet yet sad taste, just like love
※※※※
After leaving the floor room, the young master was silent all the way, and the young man followed him with fear.
Late Mèi didn't intend to inquire about the young master's life experience. In the end, she couldn't help but speak: she just happened to read the information and happened to remember the young master's age. One thing was linked up like this, and finally she guessed randomly...
My life experience, what is this actually a secret? The young master suddenly turned around: Fifty men may be my father, so what? I am me, and I don’t need anyone to shine on my family.
Evening nodded, then stumbled: But every time I act, there are ghost eyes to follow me, I'm afraid...
No one followed this action. The young master waved his sleeves: Follow me, Cai Luo doesn’t have the courage to do this, don’t worry about it, just go to the blood pool, cut off the blood lotus, then go to the bottom of the pool to open the passage, and put the blood in it clean
Blood Pool, this is the second time I came here and the second time I cut off the blood lotus
The blood pool is now a little devastated, with some corpses lying beside the pool. They are stubborn scholars who must also transport blood into the blood pool before they die.
Everything seems to have changed. The only thing that remains unchanged is the chess table. There seems to be a dark blue shadow on it. Lan Ruo's shadow is unsure. How can you make the stinky stinky chess game win?
Youchan smiled in a daze, slowly sat down on the table, picking up a white piece
On the side of her, she was taking off her shoes and socks and stretching her feet into the blood pool. The sticky and cold feeling made her shrink.
What does the master want to do in the blood pool? The mistress can do it for him
At this moment someone spoke, a white shadow stood beside the blood pool, his head and face were drooping.
The heart-eating Gu broke out immediately, and his forehead was beating blood vessels, and he couldn't help but cough softly.
Youchan, who was completely lost by the pond, suddenly woke up suddenly and reached out to catch his veins.
Heart-Devouring Gu, you were indeed hit by Heart-Devouring Gu. After taking the pulse, her eyebrows raised: The Gu insect is moving now, so it means that the insect is drawn on your master. As long as you get close to your master, the Gu insect will eat your heart.
When she heard this, she was shocked all over and rushed up to stare at Youchan: What did you say, you can't get close to you...
You don’t know that? Youchan sighed: Don’t you know that as long as he gets within one meter of you, he will suffer the pain of ten thousand ants eating their hearts?
I don't know... Late Mèi followed up, looked up at the mistress, trying to find clues about things in his eyes
The mistress lowered her head and refused to look at her
No need to confirm again, his attitude has already explained everything
So, is this Gu insect solved? Wanmmei turned around in despair and grabbed Youchan's shoulder: Since you know it, will you solve it?
The wound on his forehead healed instantly, but Su Qingya's expression still couldn't hide the pain. He could only let the snake vine dance wildly on his cheek and finally crawl to the corner of his eyes.
At this time, I went forward, reached out and pulled the clothes on my body, twisted them into a ball, then ignited them with a flint and ignited them with a "boom".
The heat waves surged in the ground room, and the snake vines were inspired, and finally poked their heads out of Su Qingya's temple and spread a branch happily.
Su Qingya bent down, opened his mouth and vomited a ball of black and purple blood. Then he rolled a strong wind in his sleeve, blocking the flames, and pressed the night onto the back wall with one hand.
The left hand was pinching his neck tighter and tighter. At night, he was breathing hard, his chest couldn't keep rising and falling, and his naked peaks hit Su Qingya's body, one after another, and finally letting him loosen his five fingers
The body was rolling warmly, and Su Qingya leaned forward, his voice a little hoarse: You must understand the consequences of your doing so, not only me, but this snake vine in my body has not touched a woman for ten years.
The snow flashed in my eyes, and suddenly opened my arms and hugged Su Qingya tightly.
The hot body and the hot desire were even hotter than the fire just now. The snake gushed out from Su Qingya's right palm like a demon. Two cold branches hovered in front of the night's chest, and then meandered down, one by one, one by one, and two caves in her body.
The way of grinding and turning is the same as that of a normal man, but the two are snakes, snake vines, and cold snake vines
Fear rolled on every pore of the night, but she gritted her teeth and hugged Su Qingya tighter. She obviously felt his male root standing up, firmly pressing downward against her belly button.
Twenty-five years ago, before Lan He was sacrificed, have you ever hugged her like this and hugged your woman tightly for the last time?
Just like Su Qingya's ears, I exhale gently at night. A sentence is like a lava, easily scalding through Su Qingya's last line of defense.
That's right, twenty-five years ago, on the eve of the sacrifice of Lan He, the left guardian of the Blood Lotus Sect, he hugged her like this. The two of them lingered in love with each other, turning into clouds and rain into two entangled snakes.
That pleasure was unprecedented. Lan He, who knew nothing, felt that he was the happiest woman in the world. When he was climax, he hugged Su Qingya's neck tightly and asked: We will be together forever, right? Will you treat me like this all the time?
yes
Su Qingya answered without hesitation at that time and smiled coldly in her ear: If I let you down, you will turn into a snake, move into my body, pester me, torture me, and never stop.
Lan He was silent at that time, but he was still silent when he was sent to the altar the next day.
Forty-nine men went in and out of her body one by one. She was just looking at Su Qingya, without saying a word, and there was a cold snake in her eyes.
The Left Guardian Lan He, the bloody and yin, the only candidate for sacrifice
This sentence circled in Su Qingya's ears
That was the first thing the elder said to him after making a plan. He did not object at that time and still does not regret it now.
The blood lotus broke, the plague broke out, the sacrifice was made, and then it was to save sentient beings. What an ideal shortcut to save the blood lotus sect
A real man has a big plan. If he gives him another 10,000 chances, he will still make this decision.
But when Lan He was finally sunk into the blood pool, his dark eyes looked at him and slowly failed to enter the pool, he still felt a chill all over.
Snake vine, the cold snake vine, has actually been planted into his body since that moment. It is not a worm, but resentment and never forgiveness.
So, when the woman sent a real snake into his body five years later, he didn't feel the coldness at that moment, and even felt that he had been waiting for it for a long time.
There is really retribution in this world, and the curse will come true, which means there is still fairness in this world
Thinking of this, Su Qingya raised her lips, lifted her hem, and sent her male root into her body, and pressed her cold tentacles tightly: I did hold her like this that night, and hugged her tighter than she is now. I swear that if I lose to her, I will be entangled by snake vines and will never stop.
The hot genitals began, and the snake vine surrounded the male root and circled tightly on it. The crazy stimulation finally made the night mèi feel, and the nipple rose like a crystal, and it couldn't stop greeting.
The snake vine also noticed the pleasure. The tentacle in the backyard was refreshed and suddenly stretched inward, almost piercing the body.
Then you... do you know... who was the person you killed just now?
On the edge of pain and speed, I still don't forget the main topic: Do you know that he this year...
If nothing unexpected happens, he is twenty-four years old this year. Su Qingya answered happily: It is Lan He's descendant, and one-fifty-fifty chance is my son. Are you trying to say this?
He knew that from the moment the young master showed off the fluorescent Gu, Lan He was indeed not dead
There is a secret passage under the blood pool. When you open the lid, you can reach the sea directly. This is a secret that both he and Lan He know.
So Lan He was not dead, so the people from the Ghost Sect learned the witchcraft of the Blood Lotus Sect, because the Ghost Sect was created by Lan He.
And Lan He is the young master's mother
One-fifty chance Su Qingya smiled playfully and inserted his male root deeper: The chance is so slim. He gave up when he decided to kill me, so why can't I give up!
Evening, Mèi didn't speak anymore, just let him run in his body, watching the snake vines on his cheeks grow gradually, growing above his head, revealing a corner of red, scarlet, and a small flower bud
Just a little bit of snake flowers are about to bloom. I closed my eyes at night, and my nervousness makes the pleasure layer up. Every pore on my body begins to stand upright, ready to welcome the final arrival of orgasm
But at this last moment, Wan Mèi suddenly felt empty in her body. Su Qingya actually woke up at this critical moment of life and death, bounced off her body like an arrow, and her whole body was stuck to the back wall, the cool and refreshing cold jade wall
The scarlet flower withered, and the snake vine left the body reluctantly, dragging its long thread, with a blood covered with the anus of the night.
The young master on the ground moved, and the snake vine on his back had already penetrated into his body, but the blood on his chest began to solidify, solidifying into a strange black purple ball.
Your master is not dead. Su Qingya looked at Wanmèi coldly: What a magical insect snake vine is. Your master will never grow old from now on. All wounds can heal and are destined to be entangled by the snake vine until death
The young master coughed when he heard this, sat up straight with difficulty, his black robe sleeves danced, and there was a blue light inside.
Su Qingya's palm wind came up, and he hit the wound on his chest with a palm, and his left palm was deeply embedded in his body: You will thank me for digging out your heart now, because it was entangled by the snake vine, the pain was ten times more than this
The young master struggled so hard that he just held the blue cone in his hand tighter, just waiting for the internal force to gather so as to make the last blow
Blood began to drip in Su Qingya's palm, and the beating heart was already on his fingertips, just waiting for him to take it off.
I don't know why he hesitated, and for a moment, only the sound of the wind whistled in the gap. It was the late Shenyin who swung him, and he fought his life and left a bone-scared scar on his wrist.
Lan Ruo is you, why are you so good to him! I didn't stop late, and while I spoke, I rolled my whip and attacked him again.
This time, the one who was not in the Shenyin was firmly held by Su Qingya.
He is an orphan I picked up, and he was raised with one hand. Su Qingya's eyes flashed with hatred: Unfortunately, he was killed by you and died in the words "good" and "willful" and "willful" words "good" and "willful" words "willful" words "willful" and "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "willful" words "will
As the hatred god spiraled, the whip's tail power contained a thousand pounds, and the night mèi was blown away.
The opportunity finally came, and the blue cone in the young master's sleeve moved in response. This time, he did not hesitate anymore, and a punch penetrated Su Qingya's left eye, piercing deeply, and almost all the cone tail was gone.
Su Qingya's left hand kept pinching his heart, his fingers embedded deep into his body, only one snatch
Only one hand, but in the end it wasn't
The words of night mèi circled in his heart
Who is Lan Ruo? He is the child he raised and his desire for the continuation of life
The last name is Lan, why is Lan, and who is Liu? The answer is actually in his heart
In the deep consciousness, how long he desires a child, a child of him and Lan He
The blue cone was pulled out of his eye socket, and blood poured out. However, the young master no longer had the strength to struggle. He could only pinch his heart like this, and put his face on his face, confirming the appearance of each other.
But you destroyed my Blood Lotus Sect! Su Qingya suddenly spoke, tightened his fingertips and pulled it half an inch in: You shouldn't have destroyed the Blood Lotus Sect, you destroyed my faith that I have given all my sacrifices!
At the critical moment, a fluorescent Gu flew into the room, slowly flying, and finally gathered to make a lotus, and the sound of "Xiū" did not enter the young master's body.
The one who controls the fluorescent Gu is late, such a smart and exquisite late
Su Qingya felt relieved and slowly pulled his five fingers out of the young master's body.
Yes, he looked at the young master and nodded slightly: My Blood Lotus Sect has never been destroyed. The Ghost Sect has inherited everything from the Blood Lotus Sect, and you have also inherited everything from me. You are cruel and ruthless and ambitious, and it is more like ten thousand times more like Lan Ruo like me.
The young master sneered, without refuting, but retreated far away, retreated to the door, and opened the door with all his strength.
The heat flow began to pour into the room, and a scarlet appeared on the head of the snake vine, swaying above Su Qingya's head
Su Qingya took a breath, touched it like a ghost, and his palm once again pressed on the young master's chest.
Don't move His voice slowed down, and finally broke the ice and became warm: I've removed the snake vine for you, it has not yet taken root in your body, and I am the only one who can do this now
I have nothing to do with you, and there is no reason to accept your favor.
The young master replied coldly, took a few steps back, and stepped out of the door without looking back.
Su Qingya lowered his hand, lowered it helplessly, and never raised it again
Blood covered his face like a waterfall. He gave up resistance and grew by the snake vines. Every branch penetrated his body and wrapped him around.
Su Qingya is gone, her body is swallowed by a snake vine. The cold snake vine is rooted in the ground, and a red petal and golden flower blooms above his head. The snake flower
Resentment finally came to fruition. At the moment when consciousness lingers, Su Qingya smiled indifferently
Finally I understand why I have to live without seeing the light of life
It turned out that it was just waiting for this moment that Lan He came to seek revenge, and the resentment finally came to fruition.
The snake flowers are blooming, and the room is filled with fragrance, sweet and sad fragrance
Resentment and never forgiveness are like this kind of smell in the depths
Sweet yet sad taste, just like love
※※※※
After leaving the floor room, the young master was silent all the way, and the young man followed him with fear.
Late Mèi didn't intend to inquire about the young master's life experience. In the end, she couldn't help but speak: she just happened to read the information and happened to remember the young master's age. One thing was linked up like this, and finally she guessed randomly...
My life experience, what is this actually a secret? The young master suddenly turned around: Fifty men may be my father, so what? I am me, and I don’t need anyone to shine on my family.
Evening nodded, then stumbled: But every time I act, there are ghost eyes to follow me, I'm afraid...
No one followed this action. The young master waved his sleeves: Follow me, Cai Luo doesn’t have the courage to do this, don’t worry about it, just go to the blood pool, cut off the blood lotus, then go to the bottom of the pool to open the passage, and put the blood in it clean
Blood Pool, this is the second time I came here and the second time I cut off the blood lotus
The blood pool is now a little devastated, with some corpses lying beside the pool. They are stubborn scholars who must also transport blood into the blood pool before they die.
Everything seems to have changed. The only thing that remains unchanged is the chess table. There seems to be a dark blue shadow on it. Lan Ruo's shadow is unsure. How can you make the stinky stinky chess game win?
Youchan smiled in a daze, slowly sat down on the table, picking up a white piece
On the side of her, she was taking off her shoes and socks and stretching her feet into the blood pool. The sticky and cold feeling made her shrink.
What does the master want to do in the blood pool? The mistress can do it for him
At this moment someone spoke, a white shadow stood beside the blood pool, his head and face were drooping.
The heart-eating Gu broke out immediately, and his forehead was beating blood vessels, and he couldn't help but cough softly.
Youchan, who was completely lost by the pond, suddenly woke up suddenly and reached out to catch his veins.
Heart-Devouring Gu, you were indeed hit by Heart-Devouring Gu. After taking the pulse, her eyebrows raised: The Gu insect is moving now, so it means that the insect is drawn on your master. As long as you get close to your master, the Gu insect will eat your heart.
When she heard this, she was shocked all over and rushed up to stare at Youchan: What did you say, you can't get close to you...
You don’t know that? Youchan sighed: Don’t you know that as long as he gets within one meter of you, he will suffer the pain of ten thousand ants eating their hearts?
I don't know... Late Mèi followed up, looked up at the mistress, trying to find clues about things in his eyes
The mistress lowered her head and refused to look at her
No need to confirm again, his attitude has already explained everything
So, is this Gu insect solved? Wanmmei turned around in despair and grabbed Youchan's shoulder: Since you know it, will you solve it?
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