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... , but at this moment, it makes the white and cold hands and feet cold, but it means the words.
...not you, who will it be? Bailang’s throat is dry.
you ask me? Compared with the tension of Bai Lang, the man’s voice is smiling, why not ask yourself?
Bai Lang is like being stunned and taking a step back.
The tall man in front of him was bent down and picked up the remote control on the table.
Snapped! The ground turned on the TV with almost half the wall.
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