On the street, the man in brocade didn't care about other people's eyes, and lowered his head and pointed to his black cloth upper, "Don't let Lao Tzu say it a second time!" ”

Under his feet, a gray-clothed boy kowtowed repeatedly, and then wiped his sleeve on his shoes: "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will wipe it for you." ”

The crowd of people on the road just now stomped on Twilight's feet, which were not heavy, but the upper of the shoe was covered with dust.

"I'm not talking about rubbing! It's a deflated thing. ”

Twilight kicked the little guy away and pointed to the vamp, "Lick!" Otherwise, Lao Tzu will chop off your tongue. ”

He is a rampant and arrogant man, and passers-by point at him and whisper to him.

"The eldest son."

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