I made a cold promise to myself, washed my face, and walked back with a gloomy face. Standing at the door of the classroom and straightening his clothes several times before he came out of his mouth, he put on a nervous face and pushed the door and walked in. "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm having diarrhea, I..." "Ah???h

Chapter 291 of "Bloody Youth Without Regrets" Ah??You "changed jobs" again?? It's a hand hit, please wait a moment,

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