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Chapter 927

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"You, what are you busy with?"

"She pressed me, I can't move, what do you think?"

Zhu Zhixin: "..."

Good guy, this madman must have done it on purpose, and the more he drew, the darker he got!

"My God, God, I'm guilty!"

Tang Xinlan swallowed her saliva and kept drawing circles on her chest, begging God for forgiveness.

But, even if God really came, it would not be solved.
Chapter completed!
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