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... at the gate, and slid his arm.
The driver took the pedals and she lifted the skirt and was about to step on it, and the arm was held.
Lin Qing’s words looked up at the big palm on the sleeves, and the cold side of the man came into view. The eyes were surprised and couldn’t cover it. Then he smiled and said: “How suddenly is it so good to me? People say that the weasel gives the chicken a New Year’s greeting, no Good heart."
Ye Shaoqing's face changed slightly, and he retrac ...
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