"Three goals together!" Leng Yunuo doesn't give Ling Jichen a chance to breathe. He rings his fingers, throws his eyes and kicks the ball in the past What do you mean? My mother and my son can't pay attention to the ball. They are so tired that they are sweating. The bodyguard doesn't plan to take the ball. They flash to one side. It's like rain. It's all empty, He forced himself to laugh, raised his feet, and flew in the past again. He was in the middle of Ling Jichen's forehead Lingqile didn't get permission from mummy, and didn't stop. One foot at a time, the bodyguards didn't dare...