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... licked/licked the milk taste in his mouth.

"It's just not very free, and can't go out on my own."

And Jiang Gan has a lot of things to do, so he can't always enter the game.

It can only be like now, while the mobile phone is placed on the hook, and the work is serious at the same time.

Through the screen, Xinghe looked at Jiang Gan who had meticulously revised the drawings.

"Forget it, then I'll find something to do myself."

Xinghe pulled out his own cus ...

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