C575 class monitor
"She gave me the fifty yuan today when she came. There must be fingerprints on it. I'm not lying!"
As the experimenter spoke in pain, he finally felt alive.
Zhong Wentao quietly listened from the side, he could roughly understand what this class leader was using, it was just a type of fake medicine, causing people to feel that the situation was not good for a long time, for such a simple matter
