Tang Ao, this kind of nouveau riche has seen a lot, and there are a few stinky money that can be made, and the quality may not be comparable to that of street gangsters. Lin Yuxin frowned slightly, and shouted at the dwarf winter melon: "Ma Shan, you are sick, right? However, what opened Tang Ao's eyes was that this Ma Shan was indeed sick! In the face of Lin Yuxin's direct refusal, this thing actually licked his face and said: "...

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