495

nd Jiang Po Lang, upon seeing that face, which haunted his dreams and was so familiar it couldn't be more so, blushed uncontrollably. Two lines of hot blood streamed down from beneath his noble nose!"...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！s helplessly. Her innocent yet helpless gaze met his. Her dark eyes, like polished obsidian in the night, flickered with tiny specks of pure silver light, as if freshly washed from water. He leaned in...