Du Yu's heart moved: "Let him talk, Jiarong."

The Jiarong grass was pulled away from the blades of grass again, however, the "gray man" who had lost his whole body of cold air directly drooped his head and remained silent.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Jia Rongcao imitated Lin Shiwei's actions before, and slapped the gray man directly.

Du Yu: "..."

He turned his head to look at Lin Shiwei, and said in a low voice, "I learned from you."

Lin Shi

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