Gifts, bloody spread...

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felt a stiff body pulled into his arms. Longyaochen's mouth was crouching with tricks. He leaned slightly over and took the remote control beside him, turned on the TV in front, and then converted the video...

Xia Yimo instinctively looks at TV. First of all, there are a pair of eyes. In the darkness, those eyes are glowing green and gloomy... Ghost and terror.

"Whoop..."

There was a lazy whine on TV. Xia Yimo swallowed it fearfully and listened to it. It should be a dog thing. She didn't know why Longyaochen let her see this, such a quiet space. In such a strange atmosphere, she...