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... e a game of competition.
On the night of the wine bureau, he sat in the main position, and looked at the leaves like others. Ye was immersed in the arms of Huang Jian as a doll until she escaped from the toilet on the pretext. When she got up, she smashed the broken hair under her head. The light was so bright that her ears were white, and the birthmark was like a delicate flower, and it was blooming on her right earlobe.
He suddenly remembered that fourteen years ago, when he fell ...
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