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The second floor of this cowboy shop is very quiet, it is a place for those guests to do business with cowboys.

"Let me go, let me go, where are you taking me !?" Yao Yao's roar echoed again and again on the second floor. The two people who escorted her ignored them and threw her into a room at the end of the corridor. Looking at each other one after another, he shook his head helplessly: "This girl is over ..."

In the room, Yaoyao looked around this gorgeous bedroom suite: ...

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