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The interest in the pen museum and the interest in "Kakaka, Dadada ..." are in the pavilion of the house.
A pair of dexterous hands are dancing to control the keyboard and mouse, and the rhythmic tapping sounds like a brisk action. 0906s5kf 1723g2435m67j86 There was a flash of brilliance in the screen, and the opponent fell to the ground and blood was flying everywhere.
"Hehe." Ye Qiu smiled and raised my hand to clear the cigarette butts around her mouth. The silvery white ash has formed a long string, but it hasn't been shaken off when Ye Qiu started to operate by waving the mouse and tapping the keyboard. The cigarette butts were quickly put out in a grotesque ashtray on the table. Ye Qiu's hand quickly returned to the keyboard and was about to say something to his opponent, but the door slammed open.
Ye Qiu didn't look back, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He just asked, "coming?"
"coming." Su Mucheng's answer is equally simple.
"Then let's go!" Ye Qiu refused the other party's invitation to fight again, gently took a card from the online game glory special logger, got up and walked to the door, and conveniently took off his coat from the hanger on the side.
The night is quite deep, but the Jiashi Club is still brightly lit. Ye Qiu and Su Mucheng walked out of the room and walked all the way to the end of the corridor. This is a very spacious conference room. ...