Chapter 17

he wanted to see what she could say.Ye Yaoqing stared at him, saying word by word: “Just because, you, were, ridden, by a horse!”hahaha.< < The banquet hall erupted in laughter, some even laughing s...ndpa, Zhao Ping'an's wild chicken has flown back!"My grandfather said that stewing chicken in wild chicken soup is very good for you!"Huang Nan-zong was also waiting. Hearing the news, his eyes lit up...