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... I am so poor that I only have money left."
"That's good, you go to call a taxi." Ye Hua leaned against the tree, faint.
Qingya clenched her little fist and really wanted to go to that face. It was still not a man, and there was no gentleman's grace.
However, I still have to go to the hotel to get my wallet in my hand. In desperation, Qingya can only hit the car with a hard scalp.
Sitting in the car Ye Hua pulled out a cigarette, Qing Ya finally could not help: "Do yo ...
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