Qi Yuming's deep magnetic voice passed through the microphone through the speaker, making his already mellow voice sound more intense and thick, and every time he said a word, he vibrated with the sound very powerfully.

Mo Hao's heart then shook.

She turned her head and looked at Qi Yuming beside her, her resolute side face was undulating like a mountain, and her face was hard and charming like a knife.

Like a jar of old spirits, just smelling it, you are already intoxicated.

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"The heart is like a small city, waiting for your soldiers to come to the city" Chapter 82 It's all caused by the eyes It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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