But as soon as I heard it, a derogatory term didn't have to run away.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't have a word game this time, but simply spit out a few words, "It's a dream." ”

"Dreams?"

Yang Moyan's arms were propped up, his hands were folded, and he put them on his chin.

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