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... hat the Tubo royal family sent a lot of things yesterday. I had two boxes of supplements and I left them with a good look. I have just picked a few for you to stew for you. I will wait for a while. I'll make it up for you. "

Sheron asked lazily, "What supplements are they?"

Zhao Jingting got to Xie Lun's ear, biting Xie Lun's earlobe and said, "There are tiger whip, deer treasure, **** goat antler, antler, and cow waist ..."

"Shut up ... Shut up!" Xie Lun's face was all red ...

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