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... art, and he hurriedly dropped his weapon and ran to the rear. It was like a ghost chasing after him...
Under the gust of wind, the white clothes are shallow.
Mu Ruyue gently stroked Xiao Teng's head, and his lips smacked a slight arc.
At this moment, a weak voice rang in front of her.
"This..." Lisa carried the doll-like face, and the light in her eyes radiated. "You have been so handsome, I like you very much, don't know if we can be friends?"
Mu Ruyue's brows ...
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