C245 The Number One Noble Gate in G City

Ye'er suddenly wanted to drown in Jiang Zhao's eyes, as soft as the early morning light in the morning with golden edges, throw herself into his arms, and think of home training — to be dignified and reserved, to endure for a while, to pout, "So good, is there a reward for being so good?"

Jiang Zhao bent his head and placed his hand on Ye'er's neck, saying hoarsely, "Yes."

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