The hot summer wind blew in through the window, and a brain paste on the face of Archer, rolled up a smashed hair in front of his forehead, and finally stuck it on the sweaty skin, making him more annoyed and depressed.
He looked blankly at Mason, who was looking forward to the work. He reached out and twisted his handsome face to the side. He said with anger: “Let me go quickly, don’t shake my eyes.”
This gives him the power! Just open a window just fine! Is this something that can be solved by opening a window? !
“Qing Huan,” Mason not only did not leave, but reached out and hugged him, and spoiled his shoulders like a spoiled, “I am not shaking in front of your eyes, I am next to you.”
Archer was almost smashed by him, and he shook his shoulders and shook Mason’s head.
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