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... it is even more troublesome... I am afraid I still don’t know what will happen tonight.

Yu Qinghuan’s words were stunned, and he looked at Huo Qu’s, and he did not respond.

The appearance of Yu Qinghuan, even in the entertainment circle where the handsome men and the beautiful women are numerous, is also exceptionally picky.

The five senses are like someone who has used a pen to smear ink, and it is carefully depicted. Every place is sketched just right. The nose is high an ...

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