C1651 Fantasy Holy Communion

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Just as Luo Wushuang handed the strange flower to Yu Yan'er, a rough hand that was as hard as a iron drill suddenly appeared on his slender white wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Li Chen said coldly.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt your little lover!"

Luo Wushuang slightly frowned, a pained look flashed in her eyes, but she still pretended to be unconcerned