The barrage started to brush Wen Zhe’s children again:
[Baby Zhezhe is really a warm-hearted wife. Looking at the one in my house, I want to throw him in the trash can and ask my mother to have another one. 】
[The country owes me a younger brother, a younger brother like Zhezhe. 】
[Zhezhe, do you mind if your girlfriend is a teenager than you? 】
Wen Zhe’s name was spoken to the audience by himself in the afternoon.
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