Grover's voice was processed by the electric sound, and his anger seemed like anger, with a little arrogance: "Can you please stop calling me Xiaobao, it's weird."
Thomas walked back and laughed: "What is that called?"
Grover was silent for a while and couldn't think of anything yet.
Until the tent was opened from the outside.
Thomas appeared in front of him with a chill in his breath, "Have you thought about it?"
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