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... me line.

As for why the macho, the thin monkey and the little fat man didn't come together this time, Rake didn't know. He was prepared to meet with Xiao Bingnu and try to ask.

On the lawn outside the nursing home building, the little ice girl looked at Rek with an excited expression and ran quickly.

After watching Ice for several seconds, Xiao Bingnv said, "Are you okay!"

"Silly girl, I'm fine. I have come to see me so far. I haven't brought me any wine, just walk wi ...

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