C367 Jiang Chuxin's Heart Was Bleeding
"Elder Zheng, what are you doing?" A middle-aged man beside Zheng Jing was dumbfounded when he saw Zheng Jing slapping himself.
"It's nothing. There's a mosquito on its face. I slapped it to death." Zheng Jing tried to cover it up.
How could he tell the truth?
At this time, Lin Fei had already walked to the hotel's high platform.
Everyone stared at Lin Fei.
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