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... Xiaonan and Zhou Yan both got off their bicycles, and Wang Heming was sweating profusely with a smile on his face.
"Xiao Liang, what are you going to do?" Wang Heming looked at the wild animals hanging on the bicycles of the two, and his eyes widened.
"So much? Do you want to sell it? I'll take it."
Liang Xiaonan was about to say that he would not sell it, and we would keep it for ourselves, when Zhou Yan asked Wang Heming, "How do you want to take it?"
Wang Hemi ...
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