C1201 A Man’s Toy.

"F * ck, the sun has risen from the west!" The white eyes of the little white who had come to deliver Little Apple this morning widened, and his two little sharp horns stood up.

"Eh? Little White, why are you up so early?" While Yang Xuan was punching, his Qi and blood were circulating at a high speed in his body. Sweat actually oozed out of his forehead