"Sister Na, I want you to do something for me."

The window was half open and the cool breeze blew in slowly, but she couldn't disperse the anger of Muchu. On the contrary, she still felt warm all over.

A few words were given to Sister Na, and Mu Chudi hung up the phone.

Her bright eyes drooped, and the screen instantly returned to the screen she had just opened.

Mu Chudi couldn't help seeing these people slandering Huo Miao.

The palm of a slender hand is pricked by hard metal with a slight effort.

Mu Chudi loosened his hand slightly and held the medal of Homer's proposal in his...