Chapter 2365

r. Lu Hanting stood in front of her with blue veins on his forehead and haze of red blood in his dark eyes. He stared at her ferociously, like Yan Luo from hell.Li Yanran does not know which sentence...spered, "your son is here. Don't fool around."she has just taken a bath, three thousand green hair with a little wet fragrance, now lazy and ruffled on the snow-white pillow, and a few strands of hair...