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Ke Xiangang's old feelings

Star catches the ball by Kao "What do you say?" ”

"What the fuck are you going to say again?" I know it best

Keqing Xianyangyue heard Mo Qixiong's unceremonious counterattack, and the fashionable men and women around Duanmuxiong and Gao Shenghan changed their faces and shouted, stretching out their fingers and pointing at Mo Qixiong with disdain, with an arrogant posture of wanting to dismantle the latter, Ye Zixuan flashed a smile, he didn't expect to meet the two bitter masters here, and looked at them and spoke:

"Duan Feng has no hatred

Feng Hao hated Nuo Hearing Mo Qixiong's unceremonious counterattack, the fashionable men and women around Duanmu Xiong and Gao Shenghan turned their faces and shouted, stretched out their fingers and pointed at Mo Qixiong with disdain, with an arrogant posture of wanting to dismantle the latter, Ye Zixuan flashed a smile, he didn't expect to meet the two bitter masters here, and looked at them and spoke:

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