Chapter seven hundred and twentieth is the fault of the toothpicks(2/2)
It's frozen, not so strong pain!
But now!
She screamed and screamed non-stop!
"Ah...ah..."
"Zhao Xiufang, you are crying!"
Bang!
Zhao Changhai slapped the table and stood up!
Rush over with a crutch!
PS: I got home at 5 o'clock in the evening, so sleepy.
real.
The third update of the sixth.
This is the third update.
The previous chapter was posted at 8 pm, and the review was delayed.
This has caused no synchronization.
Xiao Luo doesn't take the blame...
I don't know when this chapter will be passed.
Tomorrow will be the seventh.
It was the first day I planned to break out...
Good night.
Chapter completed!