Would a normal person sell himself like this and still not remember anything? "

Tian Yuyang shrugged, "Hmph, you can grow some coconuts, don't count the money for him if he is really sold."

What Cen An said last night suddenly appeared in Yang Fengyu's mind.

"He's not some serious university professor."

In other words, Qin Fangcong is not serious, not polite?

Then what did he say to Qin Fangcong?

Why do you have time, what do you have time to do?

Yang Fengyu thought about it, and his cheeks were slightly hot.

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