ong Zhaonan.He was very tall, wearing black-rimmed glasses, his head bowed. His fringe covered half his face, and he looked pale and submissive as he crouched against the wall.Ning Yuan subconsciously...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！enacingly, reaching out with a death grip on the aluminum pot handle: "Mine, this porridge is mine, give it to me!"That old woman was so thin, there was just a skeleton left. It was unknown where she...