A small party is about to disperse.

Ma Xiaodong hurriedly went to settle the bill, said hello, and walked out of the western restaurant. Zhang Mei and Li Xiaomi talked for a while, grabbed an umbrella, and prepared to go home.

I was a little uneasy, Zhang Mei's umbrella was red, the big red kind.

"Zhang Mei, can you lend me an umbrella?" After thinking about it, I spoke slowly.

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"King Kong Angry Eyes" 48 The Death of the Red Umbrella is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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