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... the three hahas to meet him. Thinking of the stupidity of Sanha, Gu Xiaoshan joked and said: "You will be perfect if you have a pair of slippers." The result of the tortoise really opened the shoe cabinet and gave him slippers. Of course, there was no squatting, it was empty. Take it, it is quite shocking to Gu Xiaoshan. Gu Xiaoshan quickly took the slippers, probably because he was afraid that the toughness would really "slip the slippers." He thought he knew enough about the toughness, but af ...

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