ead, saying: "Well said."Today, Zhao Qinglan only applied a very thin layer of light makeup. Because she was sick, her brows and eyes lacked the usual fierceness and coldness, replaced with a softness...le displeasure, but she didn't say anything.As for Wan Jiaojiao... she felt like the luckiest person alive, nothing could ever be better than this.When dealing with women, especially someone like Gong...
Chapter 657: Stimulation