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Everything is going in the right direction. will his bad luck, which has been dormant for 15 years, finally begin to reverse?
happy events happened one after another. Li Jiahong and his wife looked very happy. After settling down, they quickly felt tired and exhausted. they lie on the bed, hug each other and fall asleep.
that night was a rare sleep for Li Jiahong, but in his dream tonight, he dreamed of that strange hen again, and absurdly held the strange hen in his arms...
when Li Jiahong woke up the next day, he saw his wife sleeping soundly in his arms. he looked at his cell phone on the bed and made a bold decision.
he clicked on his letter \"V\" and posted an appeal in the chat group.
me: I would like to talk to you directly about children. If you have free time, please meet us at xincha Road Restaurant in Shenzhou at 3pm.
33 Lives (two in one)
``well, it would be perfect to put it next to the balcony. photosynthesis will be active. oh, I almost forgot there's no sun here.'' Linlin placed a pot of bright red licorice on the balcony. ta. he looked at the sky outside the window and felt angry. Ran brought the flower back to the table and said, \"Forget it, let's put it on the stand. It'll be pretty too.\"
Ling Ling teased the twigs and petals. the touch was as delicate as a girl's skin. the scent was dark and lingered on her fingers. this bright flower seemed to have a mind of its own. Faced with the shopkeeper's
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