Zhao Ping'an Qi works
Chapter 1387
of both of you these years. It would be better if you were dead. When she's buried, I'll dig her up and feed her to the dogs."Zhou Qiangkun was dumbfounded and stared blankly. "Dad, what are you talk... her golden pill, her stunning beauty quickly faded. Wrinkles appeared rapidly on her face, and her hair began to whiten, transforming her into a withered old woman like a lamp with no oil left!She ha...