The Scumbag Dukeapos

He eyed the woman in the pool, no longer struggling, with cold disdain, a thin smile curving his lips.,Air flowed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched up a large pool of blood, then half-collapsed by the edge of the bathtub, breathing heavily.,A little girl of three or four years old stood outside the high wall of Yiwangfu, looking up at another little girl who was lying on her stomach at the top of the wall. She whispered, “Almost there! Little Baozi, come on!”。