When she looked at Sir Yang not in a wheelchair, but Sir Yang standing, Teresa Deng was still a little surprised. She felt that Sir Yang was indeed much taller.

The mountain wind blew Deng Leshi-jun's long hair into disarray.

What kind of virtue can I do? Can Sir Yang write such a good song for her?

Suzuki Akiyo was also waiting for her.

If it was just rap, Teresa Teng felt that it was just that, what if there were other meanings?

Teresa Deng is really curious.

I don't know when it started to get a little cold.

Yang Ming put his coat on the other person's shoulders.

"It's very late, go back and have a rest."

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