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... for Lu Anhu to come to her to go. He still had time, Lu Anran turned the phone on, just turned on, Lu Anran’s cell phone shocked. Not stopping.
A total of eight missed calls, Lu Anran has a bad premonition in his heart and rushed back to the past: "Hey?"
"Hey? Enron!" Lu Anming on the other side of the phone was very anxious: "It's an accident!"
"What is it?" Lu Anran snorted.
"In the kitchen, I found a bag with more than a dozen big cockroaches. Come over!" Lu Anmin ...
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