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... nodded suddenly, and he thought she understood, "next, follow me."

She seemed hesitant and nodded again.

Huo Ling knocked on the book with her forefinger

fool? It sounds familiar, but she forgot what it meant. free𝚠𝚎𝚋𝒏𝚘ѵ𝐞l.𝑐om

This time, she nodded without hesitation. Because she found that nodding really works.

Huo Ling closed her eyes, took out her mobile phone, opened the translation software, lost a sentence of English, click on the translation, ...

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