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... you, you can't let her go in, even write such a word to insult your sister, you..." Feng Zhengde had a sorrowful anger on his face. Reprimanded the phoenix.

Feng Xiaoer sneered, waved off the contact of Feng Yuer, and took the big note, the indifferent and open channel: "The only thing in your eyes is that they are your daughter. They are all right. What I do is wrong. Since I don't treat me as a family, don't step into me."

Feng Yuer’s words are too lazy to say that this Feng Zhen ...

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