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Xiaonin sat on the swing, and pointed the index fingers of both hands to each other.
This action may be unconscious or conscious, but at least it can be shown that she probably has something on her mind.
Soon, a man wearing a black woolen coat and black sunglasses, who was very nasty at first glance, walked over.
"Uncle, that..."
"Xiao Ren, what's wrong with you?"
"I, I'm nothing."
"Nothing yet? Look at you, you used to say any ...
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