Beckett smudged his lips and leaned over to look at her slightly: “What, envy?”
Cassidy: “…”
Beckett stood up straight, his eyes swept over her beautiful face: “I hope Ronaldinho is always really capable, not a sloppy beauty with only one face, it would be boring to be your opponent.”
After speaking, Beckett raised his leg and left.
As soon as he left, the small screenwriters suddenly became restless:
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