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... upright, stiffened there.
Cen Simiao looked up at him, kicked her foot slightly, and said, "It hurts."
Lin Zhitong knelt beside him, looking at the scene, probably understood a bit, looked down at the floor, tapped his fingertips gently, stood up, and went up: "It can hurt, if it turns red, But you have to hurry up and see. "
If the voice doesn't fall, hold your ankle to check.
Fu Xuan moved, blocking his movements. Lin Zhitong frowned, raised her chin, her eyes lashe ...
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