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National Geographic
The raindrops hit the asphalt road like beans, making a crackling sound. Yan Wushe wiped the rainwater from his face. The water dripped down his chin and soaked his work vest with "Lightning Express" printed on it. As soon as he stuffed the last package into the rusty mailbox in Tongzilou in the old city, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. "Hello? Webmaster?" Yan Wushe put the phone between his shoulder and ear, freed up his hands to twist the corners of his soaked clothes, and water drip
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Green Love Saint
"Beauty, are your legs in golden proportion? I stared at them for a long time, but I couldn't find anything wrong with them." Song Yanze was leaning on the edge of the bar, spinning a virtual glass of whiskey in his hand, with a smile on his lips that the system couldn't even calculate. The girl in front of her was wearing a Barcelona jersey, her blond hair was tied into a ponytail, and her face was as delicate as a painting. When she heard this, she covered her mouth and smiled, her ears turnin
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