his forehead, he wasn't afraid of this, was he“I was thinking that just having alcohol would affect Fourth Miss’s enjoyment. It would be better with some dishes as well.” He said this, then glanced a...lipped on her feet, and fell forward, looking like she was about to take a nosedive." 。Finally, the man in green extended his sleeve and carefully supported her, lifting her until she stood upright....
Chapter 829: The Iron Mine