Destroyed Cang Lan glanced at his eyes, almost blazing, and the green sun was suddenly thrown at the door by the smoke force, and I was afraid that the fire in my heart had reached my throat when I heard the news that was so ridiculous.

Young Xia Qingyang, you calm down, put out Cang Lan, step on the steps of flowers and plants, turn around and pat the fierce Qingyang chest with a smile. How do you say we are also here to visit the owner of this place? You can’t have such a lawsuit. …