Chapter 1241

ng Moqing deliberately portrayed himself as a deviant, raising the military knife in his hand, ready to plunge it into An Pinting’s body at any moment.Feeling a moment of disorientation, both mentally...l."What's wrong" Yi Sheng asked, seeing her toss and turn."I guess it's jet lag, I can't sleep." Wen Pingsheng sighed, a little helplessly.He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly called out her...