Zhang Chulan lifted Erlang's legs and said with a scoundrel look:

"You know, I grew up in an orphanage, and I lived a work-study life every day... I've been in college lately, and I'm a little tight..."

As he spoke, his eyes showed a hint of pity, rubbed his thumb and index finger, and then continued with a hint of embarrassment:

"I wonder if Brother Feng can fund some?"

You old boy, you actually climb relatives with yourself, and your daughter's wool has been picked.

This wave is definitely going to be

"One person: Cao Weiying's soul, challenge the top!" Chapter 37: The mind is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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