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Chapter 797(2/2)

So much so that he, a person who never chats with strangers and never takes the initiative to add game friends, even added it and said nothing.

Now I'm still starting to type on the keyboard.

"No, I can't sleep."

Lin Mo saw that, oh Huo, classmate Jiang had insomnia.

She knew many ways to cure insomnia, so she began to send him a brain.

"You can count the sheep!"

"You can count the stars too!"

"or……"

In a moment, more than a dozen methods passed.

Jiang Ci looked at the pile of news and was shocked by her typing speed.

and……

The passion of this stranger is no less than that of the person who holds his hand and holds her... today.

Probably the overlapping sense of familiarity.

Let Jiang Ci stay patiently and chat with her.

"Are you going to be the king together?" he asked.

There was no answer to her previous methods to help her sleep.

When Lin Mo heard this, he was naturally willing and immediately replied to her, "Okay!"

She can understand why the great god doesn't eat chicken.

After all, the launch of the large number at three o'clock is also likely to arouse layers of suspicion among fans.

The two of them chose the qualifying match in the King's Canyon.

The one with double rows.

Lin Mo can control the voice and tone, and it is not convenient to chat while typing.

I simply started the voice of the team.

"Hashi, hello, God." It was Xiao Zhengta's voice.

Lin Mo's voice was like a primary school chicken in the third year of junior high school.

Still a boy.

After a while, Jiang Ci's indifferent but low enough to kill a group of voice-controlled male voices in the canyon.

"Yeah, hello," he said.

Three simple words.
Chapter completed!
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