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At this moment, Ma Haotian and an old man in his fifties were sitting on two rattan chairs and looked at Xu Xuan with great interest.
Obviously, the 50-year-old man was Ma Haotian's third concubine. After listening to Ma Haotian's words, he could not help but glance a little, and pointed a folding fan to the front: "Ho Hao Tian, if the two women are dead, Not a pity! "
"Oh, that's nature. As long as the death of the two men is, the nature of the women has to stay, othe ...
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