Duan Xiaojun
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By the way, I would like to recommend my new novel, yes, it is a novel.
"Three Wheels Are Empty"
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Chengyang was really arrogant, he could reach the sky, he could reach the earth, he could hold a knife, he could put down a stick, he had such a good-looking appearance, so many girls were crazy about him, and it broke the hearts of girls all over the place. All kinds of love passed through him lightly, and the love skills he had used when he was young didn't work for him. Hu Tong sighed and said: "Bastard, bastard!"
Little did he know that the man just hadn't met his girl.
Zhaoruo said pitifully: "I want to eat Coke chicken wings."
Chengyang pressed her forehead lightly, smiling tenderly and fondly: "Okay."
She pushed even further: "I also want crystal shrimp."
"Okay."
Zhao Ruo smiled like a fox: "There are also glutinous rice balls, crispy lotus root slices, cheese baked rice..."
"... Good"
Anyone who is familiar with Keyang knows that all of his abilities were honed by being honed.
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