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Chapter seven hundred and twentieth is the fault of the toothpicks(2/2)

It's frozen, not so strong pain!

But now!

She screamed and screamed non-stop!

"Ah...ah..."

"Zhao Xiufang, you are crying!"

Bang!

Zhao Changhai slapped the table and stood up!

Rush over with a crutch!

PS: I got home at 5 o'clock in the evening, so sleepy.

real.

The third update of the sixth.

This is the third update.

The previous chapter was posted at 8 pm, and the review was delayed.

This has caused no synchronization.

Xiao Luo doesn't take the blame...

I don't know when this chapter will be passed.

Tomorrow will be the seventh.

It was the first day I planned to break out...

Good night.
Chapter completed!
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