Prince Regent, Stop Looking. the Man That Night Was the Princess.

Backache. Legs hurt. My lips hurt too. The man next to him has not yet woken up, his eyebrows have returned to seriousness, and there is still a fresh knife wound on his shoulder. Shen Zhaoning looked down at his messy clothes and then at him. There was silence for ten breaths. She raised her hand and slapped the man hard on the shoulder. "I mean to help you detoxify." "It's not up to me!"