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... l handwritings are placed in a neatly arranged shape.
The top one reads "Why."
Ah.
What?
The prime minister sneered, his eyes sharp as a knife, and he wished to cut the words in front of him and even cut the tables and chairs into pieces.
Green beads carried a soup to the study room, and was swallowed by the Yan Fei under the gallery. Yan Fei was more than a squeaky gesture. The guy was on the air, and you rushed in, rushing into the gun.
But the master ...
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