第一千一百七十二章这不太像你的风格吧？(9/9)

                                                                                                                                                “克鲁科夫先生，你这就怕了？这不太像你的风格吧？”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈点燃了一根烟，叼在嘴上，淡淡地来了一句。