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... dfolded, but the goal was not his familiar interior of the tent.
He had always asked for the neatly arranged hangers to fall, and the clothes were scattered on the ground, white linings, golden belts, wrapped in a mess, a pair of shoes in front of the bed, a pair of shoes kicked randomly Under the window.
Yan Yuanheng held his soothing forehead, thinking that drinking was really a mistake.
He leaned over his body and opened the quilt to get up. He opened his mouth to call th ...
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