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... rying to explain but couldn't speak, and the image of him helping another woman flashed in his mind at the same time.
Seeing her speaking, Xi Mo ended the conversation, "Go to sleep."
The lights in the living room were not turned on, and the pitch-black screen could not even reflect his face.
Sitting quietly on the sofa for a while, he took out the lighter from his trouser pocket, clicked it, and the tongue of flame sprang up, and a hole was cut in the darkness. The ma ...
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