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... scared.
The old man smiled gently and took a hand. The wine gourd in the hands of the old drunkard fell into the hands of the old man. He held the wine gourd, and the old man swayed gently. He heard the sound of the wine in the gourd, and the corner of his mouth rose. A smile.
The old man opened the lid of the gourd, and the finger was clipped. The wine of a drop of mixed water floated out of the gourd, just like a pearl.
"When you are young, the old man is also a person wh ...
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