From the very beginning when Guo Biao came back, he never expected that Mongolian man to look good on him. Well, it was too much to take away the snacks he had secretly sent from his hometown when he went back to carry his luggage that day, but there was no need to let it go... Guo Biao Station's rehearsal venue felt like the top eleven in the country were rushing towards him with black air, and it was obvious that the origin of this oil was Amulon...
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