When the cigarette is brought to the lips, the action of smoking is no longer elegant, and it is a little more ferocious than the previous one.

A puff of smoke slowly spilled out of his thin lips.

Even the tone of his voice was a little low.

"Third child, you're not alone."

Isn't he too?

All I need is one...

"The 99th Heartbeat" Chapter 965 Ambiguous ..... in the box I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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