The Devil King of Fast Wear was a Little Sweet

Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.

“Xia Xia, where are you running to? ”

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]

“…”

Text: Yan Luo Bai, “fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss”