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... od in front of his Xiao Yu, is the unique existence of his heart.

The wedding was not so grand, and there was not much cumbersome process. Yang Anyu and Yi Chenyan invited some relatives and friends to come over. Then, under the witness of the priest and relatives and friends, they solemnly promised to love each other forever. Abandoned promises, exchanged rings with each other.

When I was kissing, the scene screamed loudly. Yang Anyu was slightly embarrassed, but Yi Chenyan was la ...

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