Chapter 1657: Dad

Yin, his cheers. She didn't need to particularly sense Tang Wulin's rhythm; she could return her own feelings through the forging hammer. 。This feeling was truly amazing, she had never experienced it...rimson hair stopped her feet and turned around, her face as cold as frost. 。She stared at him coldly, her arms spread out at her sides. Suddenly, starting from her body, the space behind her went comp...