Looking at the umbilical cord wrapped like a meatball, Wu Hong jasmine has a sad heart. "What a pity …"
Aslanda sneered, "Why do you feel bad about your old friends?" Molly looked cold. "Be careful what you say at this distance." "Ah … see" Instead of arguing with Molly, Aslanda pointed to the umbilical cord meat ball that had expanded to the size of a house. In the night food garden, the sky thunders, […]