Looking at Zhang Fei-ran's sincere grateful eyes, Su Rui shook his head and laughed, "This is what I should do, after all, Zhang Qihang bullied me on the head this time, and almost let him succeed."

"Anyway, I want to say thank you." Zhang Feiran said.

"This is not the place to talk." Su Rui pointed to Zhang Liyue, who lay on the ground and became a waste man. "Go to your room. If you don't want to stay here, just clean it up."

Zhang Feiran nodded, and the two of them were at the front, three meters apart and following.

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