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... fit, her worship is too bad.

"Ha ha ha, of course not." The middle-aged man laughed loudly and watched Feng Jiu's gaze more and more appreciated.

Wen Yan, she did not say much more, kneel down and kneel toward him for a week of teacher ceremony: "The master is on, please accept the phoenix phoenix worship!" said, respectfully bowed his head.

"Well, my Chu Batian finally has a successor! Hahahaha..." He laughed excitedly. This is the way: "Shantou, you take the third brick on ...

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