Zhu Quanlin specially wore the lotus-gray suit dress today, tied her hair into a plump dress, and dressed like a noble lady because he liked it!
At this moment, she put her elbow on a table beside the window and looked out the traffic and bustling outside the window
When I first arrived in Jiangcheng, there were strange faces around me, and I glanced indifferently. The city was always repeating the monotonous rhythm, like a huge stone mill, crushing her watery years by minute by second.
However, she did not feel regret or lonely because, she knew him
Although ugly, I have a sincere heart
Zhu Quanlin occasionally thinks of the traverse gravel roads under the sunshine of her hometown, the vast fields, wooden bridges on both sides of the shore, and the green slopes, which always wet her thoughts in her dreams.
The wind was calm, and the crows' screams were filled with the late snow, and the sky gradually darkened.
Zhu Quanlin's face showed a slight smile, and the sound of walking on the door came from outside the door, which was his footsteps!
She opened the door lightly, and the shadows were hazy in the corridor. A graceful woman stood, with mysterious and distant things flashing in her dark and deep eyes.
Are you Miss Zhu Quanlin? Her voice is so delicious, it is the sound of the white swans singing in her hometown
Zhu Quanlin looked at this woman curiously, Yes, you are...
She was surprised to see a pool of autumn water flashing in the woman's eyes, like a cold and deserted light floating
Immediately afterwards, she felt a pain in her lower abdomen
At this moment, her mind was blank...
When she fell down, she vaguely heard the woman saying, "I'm sorry, I have to do this. My name is Yao Jia."
Yao Jia still smiled and smiled charmingly. She looked at the last touch of redness faded from Zhu Quanlin's cheeks, reverting to dead whiteness.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Jujie looked around, no one followed him, but for some reason, I always felt uneasy in my heart, and an atmosphere of death filled the surroundings.
He rushed into his temporary residence, and rushed into his nose with the extremely familiar smell of blood. What he saw was Zhu Quanlin lying in a pool of blood with his neck tilted.
Then there was a light gunshot, and Ju Jie felt a lot of pain in his chest...
The sky, covered, the whole world is dizzy
Ju Jie laughed, it was the silent laugh, full of inner joy, because his life was about to be freed.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
When Mao Jie received the emergency call, he was not surprised at all. Sooner or later, what should come will always come!
He walked to the dressing mirror. Mao Jie was wearing a new police uniform in the mirror, which was really majestic.
He stared silently for a long time, then took out his pistol from the drawer and wiped it carefully
The horn of the battle has sounded, and his comrades are waiting for him to fight side by side. Thinking of this, Mao Jie's blood is rippling, and his thoughts are flying in the smoke of the past
No. 9 Pingchang Road is a small courtyard, composed of a small western-style building and a small garden with oriental architectural style. The small building is not big and has two floors. The street is Pingchang Road leading to the city center.
However, because the nearby residential buildings are about to be demolished, it seems a bit desolate here. I didn't expect that the murderer would hide here, and Cai Yong couldn't help but feel resentful.
Fortunately, it is surrounded by a group of people. The municipal government has made a statement that if the criminal resists stubbornly, he can be killed immediately
What puzzled Cai Yong was how could Mayor Lang Huaixue be so clear about the criminal's hiding place, and also mobilized the armed police to cooperate with the Public Security Bureau to carry out the arrest.
At this moment, Cai Yong looked at Mao Jie who was late and felt a little annoyed. The two of them usually have a disagreement, and they have a deep grudge.
Although I wanted to kick him out, Mao Jie was a combat hero and a model on the public security front. He had a good impression of him. If he hadn't been strong enough in the background, the captain of the criminal investigation detachment would not have fallen on his head.
Why have you come so far? What have you done? Cai Yong took advantage of the situation and deliberately shouted loudly
What's the situation now? Are people still inside? Mao Jie ignored him and just stared at the building, but saw the curtains closed and no one was talking.
The person is still hiding inside, and the criminal is holding a weapon in his hand. Didn’t you hear the director still shouting?
Yes, Huo Zhizhang's broken voice came from Mao Jie's ears: Listen, you are surrounded by us, put down your weapons immediately, raise your hands to surrender, you must know that the people's government has always been frank and lenient to treat criminals and resisting strictness...
But what made Mao Jie even more uneasy was the huge heartache as the sudden dark curtain came. He knew deeply in his heart that his elder brother had left him...
A gust of cold wind blows towards you, sprinkling white snowflakes. Mao Jie remained unmoved, his heart was cut like a knife
Team Mao, just sent a letter, it was yours. The correspondent in the bureau came here panting.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
As the saying goes, the cunning rabbit has three caves
These days, Yao Jia has never been in the same place for three days
On the quiet slopes of the suburbs, Zeng Group has a villa here
Plum blossoms are planted around the deep courtyard mansion, the cold plum blossoms are blooming, and the fragrance is refreshing.
This is a German-style building. In the middle of the hall is a large oil painting by Ye Gongchao, which is a home in the water town of Jiangnan.
The thick oil paints are painted into thick brushstrokes. From a distance, there is a misty rain and fog. The trees and shadows on both sides of the bluestone bridge are moving. As the boat passes, the rippling lights suddenly float with the rhythm of the Song Dynasty lyrics and Yuan Dynasty lyrics.
Yao Jia recited in a coquettish voice: The song ended and the song passed through Songling Road, and looked back at the Fourteen Bridges of Yanbo
As soon as the words fell, a wisp of the sound of a zither sounded from behind her
At first, there was nothing, but it was a bit of nostalgia. When I heard it carefully, it seemed like Jiang Baishi's small order was flowing out.
Later, in her mind was the glazed world in winter on the northern wilderness. Through the long and passing time, all the memories covered with dust and sand were dim and turned into a deep dreamy tea-brown color.
As soon as Yao Jia pushed the window, the hazy moon suddenly poured on her body. The sky was dark blue, and at this time she was immersed in a pool of black.
Qingji, you play so well!
Hui Qingji was cultivated by her. She would never let him come forward unless he had to.
If Lang Huaixue is her wing that spreads her wings, then for her, Hui Qingji is her swimming fin
Sister, listen to my song "The Pure Heart" and I hope it can relieve your worries. Hui Qingji who stood up is very tall, and the shadows cast on the wall cover Yao Jia's tenderness
Yao Jia raised his eyebrows, and the autumn waves flowed, and he thought:
You don't have to pick my heart / The husband from Jincheng / I am the gentleman in your lap / The piano on your lap / To the night / Open my upright / Wait for the gentleness of your fingers / You don't have to flirt with me / The husband from Jincheng / Just whip it gently / No matter which string you touch / I can't help but chant / I can't help trembling / trembling into fragrant stamens...
Good sister...you really killed me...
Hui Qingji's body also trembled, letting her lie in his arms lazily and weakly
Is it okay to let me be on it? Yao Jia trembled slightly, his eyes circulated inadvertently, and he also flew into petals of ice and snow
Hui Qingji lay down flat, her powerful fingers clamped her two cherry red particles. She sighed softly and subconsciously closed her seductive eyes.
His huge size had reached the depths of her vagina, and the sound of water flowed out dullly, feeling the burning inside of her body
Her vagina was very tight, and he didn't dare to use too much force, stroking her delicate skin up and down
She was still holy after taking off her clothes, and her whole body was filled with intoxicating light.
His hand gradually moved to her round buttocks and pressed it hard on her buttocks so that he could fully cooperate with her rise and fall
Her black hair, like a waterfall, half covered her beautiful face. She gasped and moaned, holding one hand on his shoulder and the other hand on her waist. The ups and downs were like the rise and fall of the tide.
And every soft cry of her was full of pain, and seemed to contain endless satisfaction
She rode excitedly, her plump breasts shaking happily on her chest. As she rode faster and faster, it was a violent sprint. Her vagina shaking trembled. The horizon of victory was ahead. She was excited and hurriedly urging the horse under her crotch. Hurry up, hurry up, I have seen it, it's about to arrive, don't fall down...
Hui Qingji hit her violently from bottom to top, roaring all the way, grabbing her slender white thighs with both hands, and moving towards the target with her.
The road has come to an end
I'm going to die, I'm going to die... Yao Jia shouted lewdly, it's impossible to make love with Lang Huaixue like this, she must maintain a reserved demeanor
The magic of sex was destroying her usual demeanor, lifting her upwards and upwards, getting higher and higher. The air on the upper floor was thin, making her breathing rapid, her pulse accelerated, and she was almost suffocating.
Hui Qingji had a low gasp in his throat. Gradually, he turned to heat. The impulsive desire burned to the end, and his body had expanded to the extreme.
When Hui Qingji's milky white semen flowed back from her pelvis and poured all the way to his scrotum and thighs, she fell softly on him
She wanted to slowly enjoy his extreme power and the striking pleasure. She didn't want to know what to do next, what was going to do next?
Yao Jia is asleep now, her soft breasts pressing on the mattress. The whiteness under the moonlight always makes people excited, and he gets an erection again
Hui Qingji has always hoped to keep possessing her, and this desire has become increasingly fierce as time goes by.
She is a god and a demon.
She is Salome, a Babylonian prostitute
She is Pan Jinlian, the incarnation of lust
He cannot be without her. If the fire of desire can burn him, then this fire is enough to burn him.
When he died, he wished his ashes would sprinkle on her naked body and would always kiss her soft breasts, delicate skin, and the thin and soft hair covered on her vagina...
Yao Jia is amazingly beautiful!
The two slender thighs were accidentally opened, and the slightly purple-red mons pubis showed lewd and slutty white
In an instant, Hui Qingji's penis became hard
He turned over and inserted it into the gap from behind. Yao Jia was sleeping and smiled slightly, but the tight hoop was tying his high-spirited giant, making his excited sexual desire burst out.
He slowly thrust in and out, savoring the rich and smooth taste, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, all showing the fragrance of Hokkaido cherry blossoms.
He could feel that the woman under him had woken up, but he silently cooperated with his movements and amplitude, and the low throat under his passion, all of which were so ups and downs.
Hui Qingji roared heavily, striding in the colorful valley of falling flowers. His penis no longer listened to his orders, and he rushed left and right in the depths of the vagina, looking for the source of the flowing water.
Yao Jia's pink buttocks arched gently, and her shoulders trembled slightly. Perhaps because of the insertion from behind, Hui Qingji's penis could easily resist her flower heart. Her sweet flower room was like this. She bit the embroidered pillow cover hard and grabbed the edge of the bed with her hands tightly.
He will never regret his treason! As long as he has her, this life will be enough
Hui Qingji sorted out her clothes and then put down a birthday card on the dressing table:
You are the cherry blossoms/I am the snow/Seasons are our common language/and soil/will undoubtedly be our last marriage
I remember ten years ago, it was an afternoon with light rain. When I woke up at noon, Hui Qingji suddenly remembered that he was going to the History Museum to visit a friend's calligraphy and painting exhibition.
Just because he liked the thin coolness, the umbrella in his hand was not opened, and the cold rain slipped into the coolness between his neck was a small surprise.
Walking along the centipede-like mountain road, Hui Qingji was still pouting his lips and trying to sing a song "About Winter". When the first note had not yet become a complete tone, a red taxi drove by side, splashing the mud on his legs.
Just as he was about to curse, a woman got out of the car. Sorry, sir
Hui Qingji's mind was confused, and he was almost shy and stuttering. This was something he had never seen in his slutty life for more than 20 years.
It is said that this woman is graceful and graceful, and she is obviously too tacky. Her style standing in the rain, her face slightly raised her charm, and she has a kind of charm in the wind.
The rain fell on his face. He knew that his face must be red at this moment. What suddenly arose in his heart was Luo Fu's "Noisy Lotus":
The lotus is noisy / and you are the quietest and gentlest one that I am...
He knew he was finished...
When Hui Qingji sank into her deep lake and sea, he realized that the sky of sex could be so beautiful!
Every light gasp and every trembling of Yao Jia is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that people can disappear.
From then on, he fell into the abyss of love unstoppable
So later, even when he knew that she was actually a Japanese spy, he was still obsessed with her without regrets, and he was really devoted to it.
Under Yao Jia's arrangement, Hui Qingji went to Japan to study, secretly received various strict spy training, and then returned to China to serve. However, Hui Qingji was no longer the same as before at this time.
The huge bell opposite the river rang, and Hui Qingji's heart gate was closed. He quietly looked at Yao Jia who was sleeping. Perhaps this would be the last glance, because he knew that the task he was going to complete was: kill Wen Yusi!
At this moment, she put her elbow on a table beside the window and looked out the traffic and bustling outside the window
When I first arrived in Jiangcheng, there were strange faces around me, and I glanced indifferently. The city was always repeating the monotonous rhythm, like a huge stone mill, crushing her watery years by minute by second.
However, she did not feel regret or lonely because, she knew him
Although ugly, I have a sincere heart
Zhu Quanlin occasionally thinks of the traverse gravel roads under the sunshine of her hometown, the vast fields, wooden bridges on both sides of the shore, and the green slopes, which always wet her thoughts in her dreams.
The wind was calm, and the crows' screams were filled with the late snow, and the sky gradually darkened.
Zhu Quanlin's face showed a slight smile, and the sound of walking on the door came from outside the door, which was his footsteps!
She opened the door lightly, and the shadows were hazy in the corridor. A graceful woman stood, with mysterious and distant things flashing in her dark and deep eyes.
Are you Miss Zhu Quanlin? Her voice is so delicious, it is the sound of the white swans singing in her hometown
Zhu Quanlin looked at this woman curiously, Yes, you are...
She was surprised to see a pool of autumn water flashing in the woman's eyes, like a cold and deserted light floating
Immediately afterwards, she felt a pain in her lower abdomen
At this moment, her mind was blank...
When she fell down, she vaguely heard the woman saying, "I'm sorry, I have to do this. My name is Yao Jia."
Yao Jia still smiled and smiled charmingly. She looked at the last touch of redness faded from Zhu Quanlin's cheeks, reverting to dead whiteness.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Jujie looked around, no one followed him, but for some reason, I always felt uneasy in my heart, and an atmosphere of death filled the surroundings.
He rushed into his temporary residence, and rushed into his nose with the extremely familiar smell of blood. What he saw was Zhu Quanlin lying in a pool of blood with his neck tilted.
Then there was a light gunshot, and Ju Jie felt a lot of pain in his chest...
The sky, covered, the whole world is dizzy
Ju Jie laughed, it was the silent laugh, full of inner joy, because his life was about to be freed.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
When Mao Jie received the emergency call, he was not surprised at all. Sooner or later, what should come will always come!
He walked to the dressing mirror. Mao Jie was wearing a new police uniform in the mirror, which was really majestic.
He stared silently for a long time, then took out his pistol from the drawer and wiped it carefully
The horn of the battle has sounded, and his comrades are waiting for him to fight side by side. Thinking of this, Mao Jie's blood is rippling, and his thoughts are flying in the smoke of the past
No. 9 Pingchang Road is a small courtyard, composed of a small western-style building and a small garden with oriental architectural style. The small building is not big and has two floors. The street is Pingchang Road leading to the city center.
However, because the nearby residential buildings are about to be demolished, it seems a bit desolate here. I didn't expect that the murderer would hide here, and Cai Yong couldn't help but feel resentful.
Fortunately, it is surrounded by a group of people. The municipal government has made a statement that if the criminal resists stubbornly, he can be killed immediately
What puzzled Cai Yong was how could Mayor Lang Huaixue be so clear about the criminal's hiding place, and also mobilized the armed police to cooperate with the Public Security Bureau to carry out the arrest.
At this moment, Cai Yong looked at Mao Jie who was late and felt a little annoyed. The two of them usually have a disagreement, and they have a deep grudge.
Although I wanted to kick him out, Mao Jie was a combat hero and a model on the public security front. He had a good impression of him. If he hadn't been strong enough in the background, the captain of the criminal investigation detachment would not have fallen on his head.
Why have you come so far? What have you done? Cai Yong took advantage of the situation and deliberately shouted loudly
What's the situation now? Are people still inside? Mao Jie ignored him and just stared at the building, but saw the curtains closed and no one was talking.
The person is still hiding inside, and the criminal is holding a weapon in his hand. Didn’t you hear the director still shouting?
Yes, Huo Zhizhang's broken voice came from Mao Jie's ears: Listen, you are surrounded by us, put down your weapons immediately, raise your hands to surrender, you must know that the people's government has always been frank and lenient to treat criminals and resisting strictness...
But what made Mao Jie even more uneasy was the huge heartache as the sudden dark curtain came. He knew deeply in his heart that his elder brother had left him...
A gust of cold wind blows towards you, sprinkling white snowflakes. Mao Jie remained unmoved, his heart was cut like a knife
Team Mao, just sent a letter, it was yours. The correspondent in the bureau came here panting.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
As the saying goes, the cunning rabbit has three caves
These days, Yao Jia has never been in the same place for three days
On the quiet slopes of the suburbs, Zeng Group has a villa here
Plum blossoms are planted around the deep courtyard mansion, the cold plum blossoms are blooming, and the fragrance is refreshing.
This is a German-style building. In the middle of the hall is a large oil painting by Ye Gongchao, which is a home in the water town of Jiangnan.
The thick oil paints are painted into thick brushstrokes. From a distance, there is a misty rain and fog. The trees and shadows on both sides of the bluestone bridge are moving. As the boat passes, the rippling lights suddenly float with the rhythm of the Song Dynasty lyrics and Yuan Dynasty lyrics.
Yao Jia recited in a coquettish voice: The song ended and the song passed through Songling Road, and looked back at the Fourteen Bridges of Yanbo
As soon as the words fell, a wisp of the sound of a zither sounded from behind her
At first, there was nothing, but it was a bit of nostalgia. When I heard it carefully, it seemed like Jiang Baishi's small order was flowing out.
Later, in her mind was the glazed world in winter on the northern wilderness. Through the long and passing time, all the memories covered with dust and sand were dim and turned into a deep dreamy tea-brown color.
As soon as Yao Jia pushed the window, the hazy moon suddenly poured on her body. The sky was dark blue, and at this time she was immersed in a pool of black.
Qingji, you play so well!
Hui Qingji was cultivated by her. She would never let him come forward unless he had to.
If Lang Huaixue is her wing that spreads her wings, then for her, Hui Qingji is her swimming fin
Sister, listen to my song "The Pure Heart" and I hope it can relieve your worries. Hui Qingji who stood up is very tall, and the shadows cast on the wall cover Yao Jia's tenderness
Yao Jia raised his eyebrows, and the autumn waves flowed, and he thought:
You don't have to pick my heart / The husband from Jincheng / I am the gentleman in your lap / The piano on your lap / To the night / Open my upright / Wait for the gentleness of your fingers / You don't have to flirt with me / The husband from Jincheng / Just whip it gently / No matter which string you touch / I can't help but chant / I can't help trembling / trembling into fragrant stamens...
Good sister...you really killed me...
Hui Qingji's body also trembled, letting her lie in his arms lazily and weakly
Is it okay to let me be on it? Yao Jia trembled slightly, his eyes circulated inadvertently, and he also flew into petals of ice and snow
Hui Qingji lay down flat, her powerful fingers clamped her two cherry red particles. She sighed softly and subconsciously closed her seductive eyes.
His huge size had reached the depths of her vagina, and the sound of water flowed out dullly, feeling the burning inside of her body
Her vagina was very tight, and he didn't dare to use too much force, stroking her delicate skin up and down
She was still holy after taking off her clothes, and her whole body was filled with intoxicating light.
His hand gradually moved to her round buttocks and pressed it hard on her buttocks so that he could fully cooperate with her rise and fall
Her black hair, like a waterfall, half covered her beautiful face. She gasped and moaned, holding one hand on his shoulder and the other hand on her waist. The ups and downs were like the rise and fall of the tide.
And every soft cry of her was full of pain, and seemed to contain endless satisfaction
She rode excitedly, her plump breasts shaking happily on her chest. As she rode faster and faster, it was a violent sprint. Her vagina shaking trembled. The horizon of victory was ahead. She was excited and hurriedly urging the horse under her crotch. Hurry up, hurry up, I have seen it, it's about to arrive, don't fall down...
Hui Qingji hit her violently from bottom to top, roaring all the way, grabbing her slender white thighs with both hands, and moving towards the target with her.
The road has come to an end
I'm going to die, I'm going to die... Yao Jia shouted lewdly, it's impossible to make love with Lang Huaixue like this, she must maintain a reserved demeanor
The magic of sex was destroying her usual demeanor, lifting her upwards and upwards, getting higher and higher. The air on the upper floor was thin, making her breathing rapid, her pulse accelerated, and she was almost suffocating.
Hui Qingji had a low gasp in his throat. Gradually, he turned to heat. The impulsive desire burned to the end, and his body had expanded to the extreme.
When Hui Qingji's milky white semen flowed back from her pelvis and poured all the way to his scrotum and thighs, she fell softly on him
She wanted to slowly enjoy his extreme power and the striking pleasure. She didn't want to know what to do next, what was going to do next?
Yao Jia is asleep now, her soft breasts pressing on the mattress. The whiteness under the moonlight always makes people excited, and he gets an erection again
Hui Qingji has always hoped to keep possessing her, and this desire has become increasingly fierce as time goes by.
She is a god and a demon.
She is Salome, a Babylonian prostitute
She is Pan Jinlian, the incarnation of lust
He cannot be without her. If the fire of desire can burn him, then this fire is enough to burn him.
When he died, he wished his ashes would sprinkle on her naked body and would always kiss her soft breasts, delicate skin, and the thin and soft hair covered on her vagina...
Yao Jia is amazingly beautiful!
The two slender thighs were accidentally opened, and the slightly purple-red mons pubis showed lewd and slutty white
In an instant, Hui Qingji's penis became hard
He turned over and inserted it into the gap from behind. Yao Jia was sleeping and smiled slightly, but the tight hoop was tying his high-spirited giant, making his excited sexual desire burst out.
He slowly thrust in and out, savoring the rich and smooth taste, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, all showing the fragrance of Hokkaido cherry blossoms.
He could feel that the woman under him had woken up, but he silently cooperated with his movements and amplitude, and the low throat under his passion, all of which were so ups and downs.
Hui Qingji roared heavily, striding in the colorful valley of falling flowers. His penis no longer listened to his orders, and he rushed left and right in the depths of the vagina, looking for the source of the flowing water.
Yao Jia's pink buttocks arched gently, and her shoulders trembled slightly. Perhaps because of the insertion from behind, Hui Qingji's penis could easily resist her flower heart. Her sweet flower room was like this. She bit the embroidered pillow cover hard and grabbed the edge of the bed with her hands tightly.
He will never regret his treason! As long as he has her, this life will be enough
Hui Qingji sorted out her clothes and then put down a birthday card on the dressing table:
You are the cherry blossoms/I am the snow/Seasons are our common language/and soil/will undoubtedly be our last marriage
I remember ten years ago, it was an afternoon with light rain. When I woke up at noon, Hui Qingji suddenly remembered that he was going to the History Museum to visit a friend's calligraphy and painting exhibition.
Just because he liked the thin coolness, the umbrella in his hand was not opened, and the cold rain slipped into the coolness between his neck was a small surprise.
Walking along the centipede-like mountain road, Hui Qingji was still pouting his lips and trying to sing a song "About Winter". When the first note had not yet become a complete tone, a red taxi drove by side, splashing the mud on his legs.
Just as he was about to curse, a woman got out of the car. Sorry, sir
Hui Qingji's mind was confused, and he was almost shy and stuttering. This was something he had never seen in his slutty life for more than 20 years.
It is said that this woman is graceful and graceful, and she is obviously too tacky. Her style standing in the rain, her face slightly raised her charm, and she has a kind of charm in the wind.
The rain fell on his face. He knew that his face must be red at this moment. What suddenly arose in his heart was Luo Fu's "Noisy Lotus":
The lotus is noisy / and you are the quietest and gentlest one that I am...
He knew he was finished...
When Hui Qingji sank into her deep lake and sea, he realized that the sky of sex could be so beautiful!
Every light gasp and every trembling of Yao Jia is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that people can disappear.
From then on, he fell into the abyss of love unstoppable
So later, even when he knew that she was actually a Japanese spy, he was still obsessed with her without regrets, and he was really devoted to it.
Under Yao Jia's arrangement, Hui Qingji went to Japan to study, secretly received various strict spy training, and then returned to China to serve. However, Hui Qingji was no longer the same as before at this time.
The huge bell opposite the river rang, and Hui Qingji's heart gate was closed. He quietly looked at Yao Jia who was sleeping. Perhaps this would be the last glance, because he knew that the task he was going to complete was: kill Wen Yusi!
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