Chapter 1241

ss demons who disown even their own kin. 。“How am I doing” Tang Yucheng, elegant as a demon, blew out the muzzle still smoking faintly, his eyes deep like an abyss narrowed slightly. 。“I want to say...Chapter 1241 。"It's dinner time" 。He put her phone into his own pocket, draped his arm over her shoulder, and walked toward the dining table. 。“That…that…could you let me finish the game, quickly, just ten minute...