Sun Mingming ordered two glasses of orange juice, one coke and two glasses of orange juice at the 3rd order.

Sun Mingming came up with a plate and looked at Xia Shihan's black and bright distribution, Chu Chu's back, and his heart was agitated. I thought, I helped Feng Zihe so much, I don't know if he will let himself also ecstasy for a while. But that is unlikely. Sun Ming suddenly felt resentment.

"Poetry, I don't know what you like, orange juice is OK, I can't change it again." Sun Ming looked at the poem and Zhang Jing's still ruddy face. Think you'd better like it. If you change...