"I want to know why he seems so young, with such a strong aura that people can't believe what he's saying..."
Upon hearing the crowd singing everywhere, this middle-aged man's face darkened.
Everyone felt that the child in front of us could buy the Shangchao City she needed for her daily life, and the bullying by Tiantian God Mall, the largest shopping center in Qi State, had always been his intention for many years.
"Interesting!"
His eyes slowly closed, with a trace of hatred inside them.
"You find it hard to pretend to be 'forced.' You don't intend to buy it? Everyone around is watching you buy it. Come on, right now, every morning is in my hands. You buy, it's his."
"Hahaha..."
Jiang Xiaojiu, with his belly puffed out, always laughed heartily with his head raised. It turns out your breath is the same. Deep down, he was not scared at all, clapping like thunder.
"Do you want to buy my stuff? Okay, I'll let you play. Come find me on a new day, at night!"
