That day, Qiao Zheng went out with his front foot, and slipped out of the house with his back foot.

The small figure followed behind Qiao Zheng, and as soon as he didn't pay attention to the car at the intersection, a shrill car horn enveloped his body, and Man'er could only see the bits and pieces of blood on the road.

Qiao Zheng turned around when he heard the voice, and almost knelt there.

"Man'er! Man'er!! ......

Chapter 129 of "A Taste": The crisis is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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