Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

ter and have Chinese dumplings now!”Jiang An'an originally still wanted to say a few words to her good friend, but when she heard they were going to drink soup, she immediately lost interest and waved...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！at's wrong" Zhao Ruocheng asked.Huang Azhan lowered his voice: "Don't you think his head...looks very much like...""What does it resemble"Huang Ah-zhuan didn't speak, he just glanced down at his groin...