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... Lao Liu packing up his things. He rushed behind the counter like a hungry wolf, opened the drawer and groped inside. Only a few steel pegs were touched, but they were still a hair.
There are no outsiders, so Cao Ying is not polite at all: "Old thing, money! Give me the money!"
Lao Liu glanced at her, and could vaguely see a few red marks on the woman's neck, and his hands couldn't help shaking.
They all come from when they were young, who doesn’t know where these c ...
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