Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

him. 。He wants to eat!!! "Didn't do your share 。Tang Yucheng swept him with a cold gaze and commanded, "Speak." 。Hearing this, Tang Mo Qing Ye only felt that several arrows 'whoosh' mercilessly shot...w minutes, An Pingting's clothes were torn to shreds by the spiked silver whip. The silvery-white whip was covered in blood.An Pingting knew that if she told the truth, not only would she die, but she...