C145 Female teachers' games

The sounds of footsteps became clearer and clearer. Someone was running in the corridor, causing a lot of noise.

"Brother, do you think he is the owner of the dream?" His brother took out a handful of retractable knife s from his bosom, and then smeared a bottle of buddhist lamp oil he carried with him on the tip of his blade.

The older brother was not sure, "Yin Qi pours into the face