lt;lt;lt;The Peerles

Ye Jiuzhou's face was cold and stern, just about to hang up: "Wrong number.",He was a passerby with long hair who, amidst the billowing smoke and raging flames, saved him from his grievous injuries.,The child's small hand gripped the metal cage tightly, crying with all their might: "Uncle Jiang, please, I promise from now on I will obediently eat leftover food. I won't make a fuss about eating cake anymore."。