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Violet Color Araki began to cry uncontrollably. Wherever the tears touched, flowers bloomed, which were so charming that they couldn't be compared to anything else. Jun Xun had turned his head, "Just follow him." The words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them out. It seems that if you say it, you agree, and if you agree, it will last a lifetime. It wasn't until his hand was dragged by the opponent and his fingers were entangled that he came back to his senses. He struggled to let go, but the 10Favorites563Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Affection "Ahhhhhhh~~~" April 1st went berserk, gesticulating and speaking unbalancedly. His wide sleeves flew up and down with his waving arms, and something was thrown out. It was too dark to see clearly. Baimugui pushed open the lunch box, bent down and looked under the moonlight, and saw that it was just a piece of soft rope, lying peacefully in the newly cut grass. Nothing special. Reach out to pick something up and touch it with your fingertips. The thing seemed to recognize its owner, twisting its 4Favorites392Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Summer Festival Fireworks shot up from the ground, and children in the distance were noisy and shouting. Those sad smiles, those lonely days, and those endless icy snowflakes will eventually be dispersed in this noisy summer. Even if history cannot be changed, the future cannot be controlled. But as long as someone is with you, even walking in this endless night will add some fearless courage. Conception: 3Favorites863Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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End of Waiting Describe the feelings of Faye's mother who was captured. . . Conception: 2Favorites363Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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It Will Be Winter Next Year His hands trembled slightly and his heart became cold. He still raised a big smile and raised his bamboo hat: "Hey, I was caught by senior brother again." After a pause, "But this time I think, senior brother can't hold me in confinement." Pretending to be relaxed, he patted Xuan Xiao on the shoulder, but the soul is the soul, no matter how helpless you are, your hand still passed through his body straight. Xuan Xiao, don't say that humans and ghosts have different paths. If I were to be a huma —Favorites215Clicks/ch—Nutrition