Black Glasses, who had been smiling, suddenly turned his head and looked at Yun Zhao, who was standing in front of the large tent. "Zhaozhao, look, isn't Blackie amazing?" he shouted, then slowly spun around, making the children clinging to him swing like a chain fastened to his body.
Yun Zhao curved the corners of her lips, watching the group rolling together in a heap of weightlessness.
"You people are truly strange," a deep, manly voice came from beside her. Yun Zhao turned her head slightly to glance at him, then immediately looked away. "You think so too?"
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