Alana looked at her with a smile, but he really didn’t let Han Mingmei go down the stairs.
Han Mingmei only felt an evil gas stuck in her throat.
I can’t swallow, nor can I vomit.
The recurve bow in her hand was gripped tighter by her, and she couldn’t wait to smash that thing on that little face!
She curled her long eyelashes and winked at the side Su Ling’er.
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