you'd like to translate any other text!Chu Zhaozong laughed heartily, "Since everyone is here, before we cut the cake, I want to say that Wu Xian, this cake is really well-made, both creative and mean..."Ouch... It hurts so much, Uncle Song, it's Angela!"

Let go of your people, I am Dalena...

Song Jiuzhou saw them, and instantly guessed what was going on.

His niece should have taken a peaceful approach, not wanting to hurt them, but they were relentless, so she got beat up.

"breakdown. "Is there no other way"Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate!"Perhaps Miss Ou Yan has a way..."Upon hearing "Miss Ou-Yan" again, Ji Tiancheng questioned frantically,...