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... him into the team.

Ji Xiaoli quietly looked at the white Emei in the computer screen.

Emei is a thin and thin female character. Her black hair is like a waterfall, her white clothes are piercing, she should be a weak image, but the thought of the female Emei standing behind Koshimi Haru, Ruan Fenghe, Ji Xiaoli felt that she had Inexplicably cool and handsome.

Looking down, Ji Xiaoli used a few brain cells and typed and replied: [I was just getting out of Lao Wan's car. I had ...

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