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... he capital fell sharply in these two days, and the cold wind blades on the cloister seemed to shuttle back and forth, and people could not stay here.
Dou Weier took the leaves and went to the outpatient building to find a corner where no one was.
"What's the matter, mysterious, and made like a spy joint." Ye Yan's eyebrows are more gentle and watery, the empty hand unconsciously strokes the stomach, the body is as much as a down jacket scarf, wrapped like a furry Ball.
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