
Rong Zhao, male, Nin
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author: 匿名
She couldn't bear to eat that pack of cookies. After she got it, she only ate one a week!,Ning Yuan looked puzzled: "What are you talking about These things were borrowed from the team. They're old, used office furniture. Lao Zhibishu wrote it down in black and white, with a receipt. I even promised to fix them up and return them later!",Tang Zhenzhen choked, a wronged look on her face: "I also heard Xue Hong say that, and misunderstood."。