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When I arrived at the villa, the forest butler was already waiting.
"Two less, why not let people follow." Lin Guanjia language blame, and quickly greeted the driver to put down the thin wheelchair.
"Shantou, help me." Bosi Qing Chongyun paintings beckoning.
The cloud painting came back silently, letting his hand stand on her shoulder, and the other hand still took a cane, got off the bus, and sat in a wheelchair.
"You are so awkward, is the ribs okay?" Cloud pain ...
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