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... o the imperial building from Xiaogu, we Think of her only as an ordinary member of the game, or even a simple mascot.

"Dangdang, jingle, jingle bells,"

When I was passing by the commercial street, everything I saw and heard was very Christmas. The high or low Christmas trees stood in front of the malls. Many mall staff dressed as Santa Claus, reindeer and even a dream. , for the company to attract business.

"Christmas Eve ~~~ Holy Good Night ~~~~"

After passing throug ...

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