After browsing these messages, a prompt pops up on the phone screen: Do you want to extract it?

The golden chariot will not be needed for a while.

Ye Zhifan clicked, "No." ”

By the way, Ares, the god of war, is too good for himself. He must meet his reasonable requirements.

Thinking of this, Ye Bufan sent a message to the god of war Ares: Thank you for the red envelope of the god of war Ares, from now on, I will contract your three meals a day! Today's beer barbecue, tomorrow's Western food fried steak sandwich, the day after tomorrow's Manchu Han eighteen seats, the day after tomorrow's Chinese snacks from all over China...... There are 365 days in a year, and every day is not the same.

Ares: Oh yes, I'm so happy. A mooda expression.

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