But looking at Luo Youyou's expectant eyes, Wang Yue didn't know what to say. Maybe he showed too much versatility, so Luo Youyou had a higher expectation of him, so he put forward his opinion just now. Gong Wuye hooks his hook finger at Zhan Xingmang, and Zhan Xingmang lowers his head. Zhan Xingmang finally hears Gong Wuye's voice. You belong to me, Fu Yiqing, and when she sees that she hasn't moved, he hasn't moved either, so he says softly
But looking at Luo Youyou's expectant eyes, Wang Yue didn't know what to say. Maybe he showed too much versatility, so Luo Youyou had a higher expectation of him, so he put forward his opinion just now. Gong Wuye hooks his hook finger at Zhan Xingmang, and Zhan Xingmang lowers his head. Zhan Xingmang finally hears the voice of Gong Wuyang. Fu Yiqing, who belongs to me, sees that she hasn't moved, and he hasn't moved either. When she changes clothes and comes out, she only has Zhang Yuling and Xiao Yuan in the store. When An Linglong wakes up again, it's already night, Candlelight lit up this not dilapidated house. The more they talked, the more reasonable they felt, and the more relaxed they were. Even the other team leaders who were ready were also relaxed.
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