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... old. The skin on her face is still very smooth. If she doesn't look carefully, she can't see it. The traces left by the years of her eyes.
The still-white 芊芊玉手 keeps stroking on a white pet, and the pet is very enjoyable, open mouth and yawn, then rubs his eyes and continues to sleep.
"Hall? I didn't think that Donald was in conflict with him."
The soft voice of the woman spoke from her mouth, and a woman with some imagination who was long with her immediately stepped forwar ...
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