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... s. No one had ever dared to hit him. He was still a woman. If he was told, he wouldn't have to confuse.
His handsome face sank after "brushing". "Grass, Tang Moer, do you want to die?"
He raised his hand to slap back to Tang Moer.
Tang Mo'er looked at him coldly, "Why, when I was in danger, I wanted to murder again. I never expected Huo Dashao to be such a scum!"
Huo Beichen didn't fight. Although this woman was embarrassed, he really didn't have the habit of hitting ...
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