C99 Zhang Zishan Daoist Priestess How Are You
"Dingdong, Dingdong!"
Jianghai, the next morning. The sun had yet to rise, and there was only a faint light in the sky. In a room on the 99th floor of the hotel. The doorbell rang non-stop...
Xiao Yang, who was sleeping in the living room, opened his blurry eyes. He was sure that he was not dreaming. There was really someone knocking on the door, so he yawned and got up from the bed