Chapter 1245

And that dagger, smeared with anesthetic, paralyzed his sense of pain. 。Thinking about all these years, in Simu Yan's eyes, he had been like a fool. Simu Tian couldn't help but want to kill this man i...Chapter 1245the body. 。She goes to bed at eleven o'clock in the evening and wakes up at seven o'clock in the morning, then around ten or eleven o'clock in the morning, she is woken up to jog on a treadmill for h...