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... owed his head and continued to enjoy his dinner.
Just after dinner, Mu Xiaochen’s mobile phone rang, like a call from France. I only heard that he was talking to someone in a very fluent French language on summer night. Of course, she could not understand.
Later, Mu Xiaochen went upstairs, and Xia night was to clean up the dishes, but the man gave the face a lot of things to eat.
After packing up the good things and collecting the gifts I bought today, I went to the building ...
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