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Not far away, the sea breeze rolled up the waves and beat them towards Rao Xiaoyi and Guo Xudong. Rao Xiaoyi finally closed her complaining mouth. The world between Guo Xudong's ears fell silent at the moment when the waves were raging. The roar and roar of the sea and wind, compared with Rao Xiaoyi's constant complaints all the way, are like the obedient silence of nature. Guo Xudong had only been married to Rao Xiaoyi for less than five hours, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He never thought that the soft red mouth that he was so obsessed with would talk so many words endlessly. "What kind of place is this? Is this also called a honeymoon?" Rao Xiaoyi pouted, "Look at this damn place, there are no shops, not even a human figure." One drop, another drop... An iron rod can be ground into a needle, and a drop of water can penetrate his strong endurance.
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