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... him. Every time Ye Qi has a similar smile, the total There will be people who will be unlucky; this has been the case since Ye Qi’s reserve as an apostle has been until now.

Of course, what's more important is that Ye Qi is now confronting Nobel; Ye Qi suddenly has such a smile, and the giant can't help but feel tight – whether it is Ye Qi or Nobel, the giant Han will treat the two as Friends; one is a new acquaintance, one is an old friend who has existed for a long time; if possible, he ...

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