The Journey of an Ou

“Ten boxes With our store's traffic, do you want to sell until 2009, old man This is a 1982 Dadamir, and this is a 1999 Silu. You're being arrogant!”,Izenna turned her head and saw a young man with an obscured face, carrying five boxes of sparkling water in each hand, walking steadily towards them.,Izana raised her eyebrows slightly, subtly adjusting her body into a position that made it easier to strike.。