“Arrived.”
When Gui Jing’s voice fell, Zoe Zheng had already dropped the worm like a needle stick under his a55.
She stood at a distance, looking across the aisle with Red Bug. Red Bug seemed to feel aggrieved. The two black mung bean eyes went to the middle and looked at her desperately.
“…”
Zoe Zheng turned his head.
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