He was given time to remember, but not to answer.

Leng Yanwen said with a smile:

"I guess, it's a soft and refreshing light cyan? What does she often wear in Qixia City? Is there a light green one? Tsk, she likes you so much, did she tell you that she likes it the most...

Chapter 0832 of "Deadly Sanskrit" The fickle Leng Yanwen is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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