Rong Yan's fingers slipped and hung up! "Why don't you answer?" "Inconsequential calls!" Rong Yan raised his glass: "The wine that was flown back from France yesterday, taste it!" Lu Chenxi took a small sip, closed his eyes and savored for a while, and was about to speak, when the phone on the table rang again. Rong Yan's good temper has always been only to Lu...

"You said you don't have to take it seriously" 33, his fingers pressed the wound hard is hitting his hand, please wait a moment,

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