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... at happened to these two guys that he didn't know about? '

Thinking of this in his heart, Zhang Ziwen's eyes sharpened instantly.

If I had known, I would have opened the zipper of the tent yesterday, **** it.

Reflecting in his heart like this, he decided to make amends.

But the two guys next to him didn't pay attention to his thoughts at all, because he was really sleepy.

Not only Yunlin, Shen Lin didn't fall asleep immediately after returning last night, no ma ...

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