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... bald head?"
"This is the death of Buddhism and Taoism together, shush, keep your voice down."
The last old and majestic voice stopped a few people's words.
The little milk dumpling lying on the bed was half asleep and half awake, rubbing his eyes and opening his eyes, suddenly meeting the gaze of the previous person, stunned.
It should be noon now, the curtains were drawn, so the room was a little dark, Tang Jin was still dizzy in sleep, propped up his bod ...
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