After hearing Ouyang duo's words, Rong Xiaoyu nodded his head. I'm afraid that the appearance of rattan hall tea fragrance now makes her feel worse than death. A lady of such high rank is now reduced to this level. Think about it, she might as well die.

some excellent men walked out of such a humid basement. The scene was quite strange. There was a kind of unspeakable beauty with a bit of decadence and mystery.

look at this lady in the basement, who is so tall, and now she has such a field. No one can think of it, especially herself. She may not dream that she will have...