Ke ke ke…….” Jiang Yan sat on the floor and looked at the three people who chatted away without paying attention to him in the slightest. He coughed violently and spoke in a miserable voice: “Can you people take a look at me, this pitiful victim ah!” When Wan Bo heard, he promptly bent down, thinking of supporting Jiang Yan to get up. “Don’t touch him!”
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