"Of course I don't mind, but you praise me too much. Just now, I just said it casually. It's just like an axe made by a class. I hope you don't laugh at it." Liu Yiqing knows she is a few pounds, just don't want Wang Zeyu to belittle her, after all, she stands beside the cold sun, it also represents him, she doesn't want to lose his face because of herself.

Now Greet is here, he is a real predecessor, in front of him, his professional ability is equivalent to that of primary school students, after all, many of his design concepts are learned from him.

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