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Wang Hao was lying on the ground in a courtyard house behind the pier. Looking at the starry sky outside, the mouth was picked up, and Zhang Xiaobao did not sleep on the couch. The ground was faster than the couch.
The floor of the mahogany was smoothed and coated with a layer of lacquer, which can be smashed back and forth, listening to Wang Hao. Hand, I always feel that this song has been heard, it seems very far away, touched Wang Hao "is a song a hundred years ago? Can not choos ...
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