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... n sat up, raised her hands and rubbed her head, shaved her nose, said pettingly, "You are a ghost spirit, I really It ’s because I have nothing to do with you. I ca n’t say it but I ca n’t bear it. I ca n’t do it without you. I really do n’t understand where the charm of this ghostly spirit comes from and how you come from it. I ca n’t let you go like this. "
"Isn't there such a sentence, women are like clothing, brothers are like hands and feet, whoever moves my hands and feet, I will de ...
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