"Yes, it's yours? No, isn't it the color of azure light? Zhan..."
The person he mentioned held the handle of the ball and pushed it against the ground. His casual posture attracted many people's attention. His bright-red face was filled with joy as he shrugged his shoulders to show that he knew nothing. He threw the hot potato into the hands of Rejuvenating Tiger. Cheng Fanhu quickly blinked his eyes a few times, but the person opposite him remained unmoved. He wanted to see how I would fall into his hands, but his face remained as clear as ever.
Cheng Zhixuan took a careful look at me and quickly opened his eyes, helplessly looking at me. "Whether to play dumb or to play dead, this racket must be compensated! I don't want to take the blame. The squad leader is not so reasonable. Whoever
