"Qiankun, Zhao Qiankun, your name, your appearance is exactly the same as him, isn't it that you were born to be a stand-in, and now I am willing to use you as his replacement, isn't it just that I have not lived up to your face?" The breeze shed tears and hugged me tightly, but in his mouth, he actually said such words.

I tried to push him away again, but she still wouldn't let go, and continued with her arms around my waist: ......

Chapter 122 of "A Hundred Years of Paper Binding Shop" The Ancestor's upper body is hitting with his hand, please wait for a while,

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