C62 300 Rounds of Battle
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Jiang Shijin was speechless. This fellow had always liked to travel by train. Drinking some wine would make him even more unscrupulous.
His breath mixed with the smell of alcohol splattered on her face. It was pungent and strong, and it smelled very unpleasant.
He drew his hand and used all his strength to push Moo Xiaoran away from his body. "Moo Xiaoran, you go wash up