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... xpectation, "Qing Lun, 300 million is not much for you, but I urgently need Lion to help me write songs, you will always help Am I right? "
Beichuan, "..."
Fu Qinglun glanced at Lu Qi'er, and there was no expression on Zhang Jun's face.
Lu Qier quickly stretched out her little hand and caught Fu Qinglun's sleeve, some coquettishly, "Qing Lun."
Fu Qinglun frowned for a good-looking sword eyebrow, then looked at Beichuan, "I gave it the 300 million that Lion wanted, but ...
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