s are there, we won't be short of firewood..."Look at the clock, it's already eleven fifty-five!Bai Zhenhai's heart ached so badly he could barely breathe. Gritting his teeth, he said fiercely, "Sell!...Chapter 826

Ou Yan wrote several poems for him, one poem per page of paper. Li Jianghe was delighted and kept reading them over and over again...

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Li Yuanfu never expected that as his father's own son, he would be disliked by him! you'd like me to translate!"That's all we have found so far. My people haven't been able to find any more useful leads for the third brother.""Brother Three, you're mistaken. What happens to Brother...