Han Junhao closed his eyes, did not want to let the emotions in his heart leak more, slightly cold lips printed on the soft and warm red lips, in the heart kept shouting, sorry, baby, sorry. —————————————————————— Mingjian Villa is located on Mingju Mountain outside the imperial capital. Although there is no natural barrier and majestic momentum on this mountain, the scenery is pleasant and it is a holy place for sightseeing. Today’s Mingjian Villa is crowded with people, and the hustle and bustle crowd swarmed into the villa. Those who can be invited are all people with certain status, prestige and achievements in Jianghu. Therefore, all Jianghu people who have invitations are proud of this. Ling Lan and others entered Mingjian Villa with Xuanyuan Botao, and were brought in by people with background. Not only were they treated better than others, but they were treated with courtesy everywhere. Even if they didn’t know you, they were still respectful to you. The leader of the Xuanyuan Alliance is here. If you lose the distant welcome, if you lose the distant welcome, I hope the old leader of the alliance will forgive you. The voice was strong and deep. Xuanyuan Botao […]
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