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... owed in the urban area.
I don't know how much Feng Qi has thrown in, and she watched a firework on the roof at night.
The red fireworks bloomed into a huge heart in the sky. Feng Qi took the ring from her suit pocket and put her chin on her head. The heat of the talk kept warming her head. "Baby, be my lady Feng."
"Huh." Qing Ruo twisted his wrist and escaped his hand. "What's the benefit?"
Feng Qi twisted her back and lowered her head against her forehead. "Benefits? ...
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