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... not willing to stay in the ward to the palace, and Feng De played in the badminton court of the hospital, when Xiao Nian stood on the sidelines and looked at them.
Miyao vented all her emotions on a small badminton, and bounced with a badminton racket. It was not like playing a ball, but it was like a ball.
Feng De, a young man, was tossed and smashed the ball, tired and exhausted.
When Xiao Nian stood there and looked at his arms, the sun was shining in the sun, and the eye ...
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