"Brother!"

Bai Cha stepped forward and pulled Meng Lingze's sleeve, and then led it to his easel.

"Brother, look, I painted today, but there is still a little bit left unfinished!"

Meng Lingze glanced at the painting and withdrew his gaze, his gaze still falling on Bai Cha's body.

"It's so good-looking, Xiaoyu will definitely become a good painter in the future."

This is not a line in my original memory.

In the original memory, Meng Ling

"Sick and weak beauties are gods in horror games" 610: [Lingze and all things] are acting and are playing with their hands, please wait a while,

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