Hurt.

My heart still hurts.

I squeezed my chest, which was still wringing.

Why doesn't this hurt have a head or tail?

After slowing down for a long time, I moved my ass to the desk a little bit.

I opened a drawer and randomly took out a small bottle of two pots, I learned from my master how to store wine here.

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Chapter 1134 Conscience is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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