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... the hairs of the horns were wet. Sticky.
The pain flowed from the chest to the limbs, like acupuncture. Jiang Ruoyin's voice was still yelling at her name on the other end of the phone, with a sharp voice in the anxiety, she kept agitating her eardrums It seemed like countless steel needles pierced her head severely, giving her a headache and even breathing difficulties.
She didn't expect that the scandal about her after another two years would be staged again, as if it stirred her ...
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