"Chen Ming, are you promising? You've lost your temper and learned how to run?"
It was very windy that day, and he was arrogant and arrogant, blending into Shao An. He lowered his head and looked at her condescendingly: "Chen Ming, I am really defeated by you." Chen Ming's face burned, his ears were slightly red, and he turned his head to face the wind: "That's because I have the ability."
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