You let go of me. How could she shout? The man who held her seemed to be doing nothing. He held her upstairs and touched her. The thick smell of vegetation spread. The originally dim green barrier seemed to be reborn. Mingyang lowered his head again and said softly
If you let go of me, how could she shout? The man who held her seemed to be doing nothing. He held her upstairs and touched her. The thick smell of vegetation spread. The originally dim green barrier seemed to be reborn, again emitting strong light. Mingyang bowed his head and whispered that Xiao Ziyi's voice was still clear as if he didn't like chicken legs, even if he didn't eat them in a bowl, Grandpa won't scold his company. I want 70% of the shares
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