Cold Tianyang just meditated, but did not speak. Looking at his appearance, Wang Zeyu shrugged his shoulders. "That's all my brother can say. As for what to do, it's up to you."

Wang Zeyu said this and went out to the door. He stopped at the door, turned his face and left a sentence that he owed a beating. "Boss, your little woman hasn't given you any information yet. It seems that she may not have you in her heart. If she wants to start, she should be in a hurry. If she is a girl like her, don't blame my brother for not reminding you. "

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