"Come here, I'll tell you."

Across the road, the traffic was crowded, she stood there and measured it for more than ten seconds, and finally stepped forward: "Say it!" ”

Fang Ziqin drooped his face, like a frosted eggplant.

"Tut-tut......"

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Chapter 115 of "Zhan for Yourself" A knife on the head of the color word is being hit in the hand, please wait for a while,

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