Ling Muyun’s whole body was beaten to black for a while, and he couldn’t even get up from the ground for the first time, and fell again.
Cassidy hissed as a bystander, and she felt pain all over her body when she looked at him.
Ye Suiyu couldn’t see it. Hearing the loud noise, his nerves became tense, and he asked Cassidy hurriedly: “Qiao Qiao…what’s wrong?”
Cassidy looked at what was in her hand and placed it on the table. She leaned close to Ye Suiyu and whispered: “My brother beat the beast for you. Besides…” Cassidy stared at the expressionless face in front. Even the strands of hair looked like a man with a cold air. He couldn’t help but said, “This great devil is really handsome today…”
The man who has always been strict in abstinence and restraint moved his hands, and the contrast is nothing but stimulus.
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