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On the streets of Mu Ye Street under the night, the stars are shining with charming light, as if finding the way home for the lost children.
Autumn night, people feel a little cold ... autumn wind rustling, a figure walking in the street. He has an open oiled paper umbrella in his hand, a long white dress and long black hair. The breeze blew through his hair, and on the back of his coat was written four generations of Huo Ying. Is it a Watergate scam?
"Oh, shit! If I had known, I wouldn't have been cool, and I was shivering with cold ... "Tu Yue couldn't help complaining. Damn Watergate left me at the border of the Fire Nation. What an irresponsible person! Alas! Why else would he want me to help him teach his son? But I don't want to think about who wants to be cool and take an umbrella at night.
Draw the moon and walk back to the scene where you first saw Watergate!
Somewhere on earth. ...
In the evening, Kazuki Watanabe musician, 2 1 year-old, glanced at Huo Ying in the room and scolded, "Damn, Spot is awesome. If I meet him, I don't think I am. ...
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