Zhao Ping'an Qi works
Chapter 1387
the sixth segment. You are cotton and I am steel, how can we be compared"After he finished speaking, retracted his fist, and Wang, the house manager, lay on the ground twitching uncontrollably. Soon,...iu Hongji under the black umbrella.This is the present moment.Liu Hongji curled up in a ball, his skin resembling that of something cooked in hot oil, a horrifying sight. The white steam emanating fro...