Ji Fanyin glanced back at He Meng, and said weakly:

“…… It's okay. ”

"Boss, you guys...... Quarreled? ”

"Nope."

Ji Fanyin pursed the corners of his mouth, stood under the red plum, raised his head, and squinted his eyes.

A sullen breath...

Chapter 0995 of "Deadly Sanskrit" Report to the boss, you have a weak heart! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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