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... ned. They ran to the door of Wenjia, and then reorganized the formation and knocked up the drums to prepare for the bride.
Wen Shuyue has already dressed up, put on his own hand-embroidered wedding dress, sitting on a bed covered with red silk. She was nervously twisting her handkerchief, feeling uneasy and mixed with shame.
"The people of Jiaojia are here." Dufu ran into the letter with a smile.
Wen Yan personally put the red hijab on her, and asked without a word, "Is it a ...
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