Zhao Te was dumbfounded, "Sister, you play with me!" Two hundred and ninety-eight servings of fried rice? What kind of price is this, you deliberately lied to me, right? ”

It's not that two hundred and ninety-eight can't be taken out, it's just that it's worth it.

Zhao Te felt that it was not worth it.

Bei Xiaojia glanced at Zhao Te contemptuously and said, "Oh, you still say that you are a net......

"I, Immortal Venerable, Midlife Crisis" Chapter 138 Guan Panling, who knows the rules very well, is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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