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... erful.
Although Fu Huai'an is not deliberate, but the gas field is in the nerves of the people who are oppressively silent, Saihande almost subconsciously responds to the voice, the footsteps have been raised but still look back to see the ink, the expression is asking.
Seeing the ink and ink dagger, Saihande respected Song Song: "Mrs.... I will send you upstairs!"
Song Hao nodded, his side fists slightly tightened, and looked at Fu Huai'an lips, and his eyes were grateful.< ...
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