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It was only a day before the farce of morning and evening happened, but there was no trace in the Moulin Rouge.
At noon, the bar was not open yet, but a few uninvited guests arrived.
"Accept them?"
Bo Qing sat on the deck with Erlang's legs tilted, picking up those peach blossom eyes that were a bit hot, with a bit of coldness.
The few people standing in front of them, according to common sense, would never appear here.
"Sumi's people are looking for them, I ...
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