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On the marble wine table, there are all kinds of exquisite liquors, like throat-sealing poisons mixed in strict proportions.

The wine is beautiful enough, and the man at the table is better than the wine, and his slightly lifted peach blossom eyes are half-closed, as if he is asleep in a dream.

Jing Shuang walked up from the dance floor, glanced at Ruan Jibai on the sofa, and quipped: "It's white,......

"Wishful Thinking" Chapter 63 Can't You Let Her Go? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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