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... phy you won last night? Wow, this quantity is really heavy. Is this gold pure gold? "

Miss Lin asked, suddenly opened his mouth, with snow-white teeth on the top of the gold bit down: "Oh, it's really pure gold, this gold content is really enough, it must be worth a lot of money."

Zhang Sisi saw that she was so casually holding the cup that she was not easy to get, and her face changed color. He immediately yelled, "Miss Lin, what are you doing? Don't touch my cup. Put it down

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