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Chapter 1887 Look, that one, how much is it worth?
kling at the corners as he said, “Come on, let’s go to the living room.”A group of people returned to the living room, and the housekeeper of Fu's residence had already prepared a cushion for Old Mast...he swayed and collapsed, her eyes widening in fright. Her fingers instinctively reached out and grasped Gu Nanci's wet T-shirt plastered to his body, letting out startled cries, "Ah, ah, ah.""Be caref...