lt;The Pocket Dimens

The woman leaned over to her son, whispered a word toward the door, and then brought to the table the freshly cooked vegetables and four steamed buns.,Zhong shi urgently patted his chest: "This child, he is probably playing truant again.",Wasn't he dead On the way to the army, the Mercedes-Benz he was driving collided head-on with a heavy truck. The truck directly crushed the Mercedes-Benz underneath it. In that situation, there was absolutely no chance of survival.。