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... ey, but this fool is really pretty except for people."

Su Peiqing knocked her head a little, and said: "Let you make fun of me! You look at the little silly, I have not found it before, do you think he is like a person?"

"One person? Who?"

I stared at the little fool and looked at it for a while. I thought about it with my head in my head. "Hey, what did the lady say? It’s really a bit. It’s just a matter of time, but who it is."

Su Peiqing suddenly looked awe-inspiri ...

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