Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

ying snacks and sending his younger sister home, Tang Wulin, who had put down his school bag, changed into a work uniform that was slightly oily but very thick. He then stepped out of the house again....ratch didn't make it better; the itch intensified instantly, and his body started twitching uncontrollably. 。"It's so itchy!" Tang Wulin's face changed drastically, could it be the ointmentAfter a few...