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... e matter of Xia Yuyan? Well, I mean, she used to... Is there any case?"
Gu Huai, who drove the car, was filled with temper every cell.
He couldn't help but reach out and grabbed the steering wheel, his face annoyed and annoyed.
Cloud painting looked at Bo Siqing.
Bo Siqing’s expression was faint, just pinching her hand and still giving her a slap. But... I won’t hurt for a long time...
She was embarrassed to remind him, or, cough, not willing to remind him.
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