his cigar. 。He then fished out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his mouth, and stared at the middle-aged man, trying hard to squeeze out a silly smile, and asked in an innocent tone: "I didn't see any...Chapter 1: Main Text

> Section 41: Skill Excelse, but for now, he has a lot of things to do.But, this kind of dragging on by Miao Rou is not a solution either. Coming to kill herself every other day, who can bear thisIt seems we should find the hi...