Chicago 1990

For unknown reasons, Sogou suddenly couldn't search this site today. Please remember the domain name of this site (Shuhaige Quanpin) to find your way home!You can search for "Chicago 1990 ()" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!"Oh, yes, I have two tickets." After a long time, Song Ya bent over and picked up the pants on the ground, took out two NBA tickets from the back butt pocket, and hooked Mila's chin with them, "Remember Before? We often go to the Bulls games." "Finals?" Milla glanced at the time on the ticket, "June 5th...maybe not. The Anaconda disaster crew requires the 6th to gather on the Peru studio. "Yes, in the finals, playing supersonic, the best seat on the sidelines of the United Center, we will once again appear in the national live broadcast." Song Ya laughed: "I know you will gather on the 6th, Escu Bo told me that after watching the game on the 5th, we will fly to Los Angeles to find Es Cube. He has already booked the flight for you. You will definitely be able to get to Lima (the capital of Peru) on the 6th without delaying the crew. Assemble. If it wasn't for my private jet that couldn't fly that far..." "You can take Amy there." Mila got down from him and went to the sofa to cover the scenery with a thin blanket."Go, I've actually decided that Linda will ask the media to post some drafts after the game. It wouldn't be possible without you, the heroine." Song Ya followed and continued to hug her, "It's good for you and me." "Maybe," she said."That's OK?" "Yeah." "Oh, yes, I also asked Linda to buy this." Song Ya rushed back to the boss table again, pressing the mechanism hidden under the table, behind the camouflage wooden wall Slowly opened, revealing a small safe, enter the password, turn the knob a few times, take out a jewelry box from the inside, open it, "Give it to you." "Thank you." Mira let him put it on for himself Necklace, "Unfortunately, the things you gave me before were sold by my mother. I only left a necklace for myself." "It doesn't matter, all difficulties are over." Song Ya pushed her to the mirror, "Do you like it? "Hmm." She leaned her head on the man's shoulder.

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