Mistress, I Was Wrong

There was no such thing as Zhuo Yinton’s feeling. He turned and ran outward. A golden net-shaped thing fell down and directly covered her. Just around.

Thousands of jade scorpions kept watching the wall and looked at her. "Thousands of Zhuo Yin, you really showed the fox tail."

Oriental Minghui has some eyes on the things that are almost as interesting as the gold mesh pockets. The shape is similar, and the effect is similar.