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... ing an opal ring on an expensive leather sofa.
Johnson quietly contrasted in his heart, the male model of the studio, did not have the eyes of the man sitting in front of him.
This "Mr. Morensa" is like a stamp of time, with a touch of cigar, and the cufflinks of the silk shirt reflect the brilliance of the crystal chandelier.
The careless attitude, indifferent eyes, and the instinct of excellent Johnson felt scalp tingling.
- Very dangerous, every muscle in the body ...
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