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... eaned against the wall, holding a mobile phone in one hand, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, but his eyes were full of loneliness and indifference, and said, "What do you want to say to Xiaoxi?"
Huo Ji'an really can't say he likes Huo Suixi. After all, it's Huo Jicheng's kind of waste. Huo Suixi's existence is like a needle. It has been stuck in Huo Ji'an's heart for five or six years. Shaking.
It's just that Qin Jiu is guarding him from time to time. Naturally, Huo Ji'a ...
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