Chapter 891-She's as happy as a child

and clean, set off by that high-necked sweater, like a good sheep fat jade, a pair of black and white autumn water to cut the pupil, seemingly desolate, but inside seems to be full of glowing brillia...if she were holding someone. Next to, it is covered with dried olive leaves.what is he doingthe man, trembling violently, his eyes were about to split, and he moved over step by step, until he reached...