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... o his room to finish his homework, and habitually opened the laptop, and landed his own mailbox. Lu Anran suddenly had no hope. I saw a mail mark flashing in the lower right corner of the mailbox homepage.
"What kind of advertisement is it..." Lu Anran muttered and opened the small envelope that was beating, and an unfolded e-mail appeared in the eyes of Lu Anran. Lu Anran saw the contents of the letter and knocked on the signature of the mail. I couldn’t help but blink my eyes: "This..." ...
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