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Chapter 66 Fanwai • Drunk
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... h oil, strong wine burning the throat fiercely, and drinking a bowl. Hu Ji, wearing a beaded cap, immediately held the tin pot and filled the bowl with generous Toothy smile, with a thin waist twisted slightly, is a style that Han women definitely haven't.
I couldn't help laughing, her dense eyelashes immediately sat down beside me lightly. At this moment, the curtain was lifted, Siquan drilled in, and whispered in his arms, "Master, there is something at home, you must hurry back."
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