"But-" Xiao Shan wanted to speak and stopped, she saw Cheng Nuopho open her mouth to leave, she had to leave: "Then the editor-in-chief, if you have something, call us." She turned to leave, and as she was leaving, she turned and glanced back at them.

Mei Jiajie and Cheng Nuofu watched Chen Shali fall to the ground like a doll. emit

"Bang" sound. The two screamed: "Wife......"

"Sally"

"But-" Xiao Shan wanted to speak and stopped, she saw Cheng Nuopho open her mouth to leave, she had to leave: "Then the editor-in-chief, if you have something, call us." She turned to leave, and as she was leaving, she turned and glanced back at them.

192.157.199.149,192.157.199.149; 0; pc; 1; Cheng Nuofu looked at the two of them without saying a word, and there was already a heavy wetness in the corners of his eyes.

There was a warm stream of heat on his face, and the corners of his eyes slid down. Seeping into the corners of his mouth, the salty and bitter taste mixed with his saliva.

He witnessed Chen Shali's hand slip down the senior's face. Her eyes were tightly closed, but a smile of relief hung on the corners of her mouth.

Chapter 62 of "The Dead Class of the Third Year of High School": Be careful that the next one is you 2 is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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