Chapter 1245

reluctant to even raise an eyebrow; she, a mere assistant, dared to call his daughter Tang Moqingye's daughter a wild child Today, if he didn't vent this anger fiercely, then he, Tang Moqingye, would...out giving Sima Yan a chance to breathe, Sima Tian, who should have been asleep at this hour, was now holding a dinner knife, pressing it hard against Sima Yan's neck. 。The dinner knife wasn't as shar...