My interference...plus the possibility of falling unscathed on the air cushion, my chance of death is reduced by 99.9%! "
“??”
The shots of her were shaken.
But Bao Ruanrou made a fist with his left hand, tapped the heart of his right hand, stood up in the wind in a second, and raised a corner of his long skirt.
Look into the camera.
"Who fought for the beautiful sister? Me."
In the eyes of everyone.
After a group of figures who failed to wipe their tears and stumbled...
She walked slowly to the glass passage.
Like a gymnast walking on a balance beam, she raised her slender arms and gestured in all directions.
Then, her fair face raised.
At an amazing speed, amazing pace, amazing stability, pass in a flash!
In the night.
The jet black skirt flutters.
Beautiful and breathtaking.