Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

"Ouch..." Nan Wanyin subconsciously cried out in pain, blood flowing directly from her forehead, the man behind her roared with anger—,What kind of fetish does this original owner have to love this abusive man so much!,Two little girls looked exactly alike. The little girl on the wall had her hair in a bun and clung tightly to the wall. The little girl with two braids at the bottom of the wall, with tears in her voice, replied, "Sister, I, I'm afraid..."。