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... ple drank, Li Wenbing drank the least, and the other three were similar, but Li Dad had a good amount of alcohol, no drunk, and both Xue Xue and Li Ms were dizzy.

Ms. Li took the hand of Yan Xue and said, "Do you know that when I was a child, I especially wanted to steal you home."

Wu Xue: "I told you a mother, can you agree?"

Li Yubing bowed his head and smiled, and gave the bowl of Laoya soup to the snow. "Don't drink, eat something."

"Shit, it’s good." Yan Xue stir ...

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