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... r arms.
Raising a gun seemed simple, but after repeating this action hundreds of times, his hands were so sore that they didn’t feel like they belonged to him. He wished he could use a rolling pin to hammer it.
“Oh, I can’t take it anymore. Just kill me.” Dong Zhu fell onto the bed as soon as she returned to the dormitory.
She spread out her arms and legs, not even having the strength to take a bath.
Xia Bo Li looked at her and threw her a bag of muscle ointment. I’ll ...
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