Chapter 87 Rest!

Like William, Old Vic now has silver hair. His wrinkled face was a little helpless, his hands spread out, and he said, "I'm sorry, dear Luo Ming. You don't have a jersey anymore. I brought two sets of jerseys for everyone, one for normal use and one for spare. Now you've worn two sets. ”

Luo Ming's face widened. It's kind of weird. He didn't have a shirt to wear

Looking at the sidelines of the pitch, there was already a queue waiting for the Manchester City ball from his teammates

"The more kryptonite I am in football" Chapter 87 Rest is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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