“Really.”
Ethan sneered at Zhang’s delicate and beautiful face, and asked a question with a smile that was not a smile.
He glared at Nakamura, who was smiling all over his face, intentionally or unintentionally, and curled his fingers towards the inside of his palm involuntarily.
“Chuchu,” Ethan called her name, “what do you want to say about this…”
While talking, the young boy raised his eyes and looked at Chloe’s direction. He wanted to hear her? How would he explain it, but it was a coincidence that he caught her? that moment.
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