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Men were a little excited when they heard about the new top card. You must know that the top cards of Xingxinglou are all beautiful beauties. Not only is the top card, painting, calligraphy and painting of Xingxingge also good, so Xingxinglou attracts Not only **** people, but also those princes and ministers also love the Star Tower to confide in their hearts and seek comfort. However, most of the top cards of Xingxinglou do not sell themselves. Now when a new one comes up, they say ...

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