农民伯伯乡3国语版吴健

In Room 108, Mr. Long Wu held the armrests of the seat with both hands. Gritting his teeth, he stood up from his seat. A pair of pretty eyebrows stood up, filled with anger. She wished she could cut open the glazed wall in front of her with her sword and kill the auctioneer of Wan Guan Tower to vent her anger....