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... e zebra crossing, and was quickly coming towards him.

Bai Hao also saw him, his eyes narrow, and then quickly stepped to his side: "How come you? Not to say no?"

Chu Yu answered the question: "Who are you talking to?"

She smiled dryly: "If you don't talk to anyone, you talk to yourself."

Her appearance is not like talking to herself.

"Oh, go back." She didn't want to say, then he didn't ask. Despite the curious death in my heart, I feel a little sad.

Wha ...

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