“Yes… right… um…”
Xu Weihui couldn’t finish a sentence, and the feeling of vomiting surged up quickly. She covered her lips violently and wanted to go, but she didn’t have any strength under her feet and her body softened.
The person who was hit was shocked for a while, then when he saw Victor’s face, he was surprised and said, “Little future?”
As he spoke, he turned around and asked the assistant behind him, asking him to confirm the general, “Lao Lin, isn’t it? Is it the future?”
Lao Lin stepped forward, glanced at Victor, and nodded again and again, “It is indeed Miss Future.”
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