Won’t your conscience hurt
Nan Ningxin lay in Murong Huangtang’s arms, glancing at a gloomy glance, this idiot, even brought the hook soul bracelet.
Hiding in that space, no one could catch her.
Nan Ningxin looked back at Avery who was thrown aside: “Brother, hold her maid, she will come out.”
In order to please her, the person next to him flew to Avery’s side when she spoke.
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