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... ng today, or unless the sun came out to the west," Nian Xibian said to the lamb skewers.
Annual average Ting was speechless.
He really didn't want to send her.
"Ji Chuan, isn't he sending it?" Suddenly, he remembered.
Nian Xi's meat skewer's lips paused for a moment before he looked back and answered, "He sent a message asking me, and he also sent me a red envelope for me to buy something to eat. I didn't return him."
Annual average Ting raised an eyebrow at La ...
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