tly and handed a roasted chicken to Mu Qingyue by the bonfire.She sat there, like a water lily, with long hair dripping with water droplets. Her skin was as white as snow, pure and charming. She gentl...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！i's delicate brows furrowed, seemingly in immense pain, blood continuously flowing from her cherry-red lips.Wang Xuan's scalp went numb, and he frantically wiped the blood from her face, crazily pouri...