Pick-up, don't, pick-up, don't-answer, pick ......

The angel and the demon in Lin Annuo's heart were quarreling, and his hands were struggling in the air, wanting to secretly answer Yi Junxuan's call.

"Buzz ......"

The phone is still vibrating.

Yi Junxuan walked with the fruit...

"Glutinous Rice Dumplings Are a Little Dragging" Chapter 832 You are my medicine, so I came to you I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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