Xuanyuan Moli smiled evilly and picked up Xia Xiaomiao in the air, "Okay, let's go back to our room."
And with this shake of the head, Xia Xiaomiao's three thousand black hair just hit Xuanyuan Moli's face, considering that her hair had not been washed for a week in the prison. . "Pa!" There was a loud sound, Xuanyuan Moli was very angry, and the consequences were serious! Xia Xiaomiao forced out a "bright" smile, "Actually... I didn't mean it."
Xia Xiaomiao supported the wall, stood up slowly, and raised her proud head, "In this life, let's cut them off in two!"