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in, strong wind, th
ging suitcases, wan
won the lottery for fifteen billion. It was beca
long time. You don't want a divorce. Do you still want to divide the in
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ey car rushing over. She was so sad that she didn'
er that she reacted, but her mind was stagnant, standin
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ee the skillful skill of the car owner. Because the
here she was, her h
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ing, raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face,
n the window of the car, vaguely seeing the
on the car window:
he bumped into the fence. If anyth
n the car door and leaned in. "Are you still okay
e steering wheel suddenly reached out and
door i
hot hand like an iron chain locking aro
i Taylor, sensing danger, s
u wann
ice low and hoarse, like a stream
ing to him, talking about her walking in the middle of
r booty makes many thieves. Don't blame me..." Wit
Taylor's head went numb, stamme
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