Yancheng Airport.

Fu Yanxi, who was on the phone, was empty.

The red envelope had already hung up on his call and raised his hand, "Hi, little master." ”

In an instant, Fu Yanxi's face sank.

"Give me the phone!"

The red-haired hippie smiled, "I thought the little master would pretend......

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