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... erday. People took this sunny doll and buried it, but it was stopped by a girl. The name of this girl seems to be called Xiaocha, which belongs to the class where the brain is relatively clear. It seems that I can't quite understand Lin Xingping's arrogance to other people. "Don't take it. I don't know what the doll is doing. If anyone takes it, it will be cursed."

Lin Xingping argued: "Isn't everyone taken down yesterday good?"

Xiaocha sneered: "That can be said, 10,000 is not the ...

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