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Chapter 1833 Scar

The man stood quietly in front of the window. The street downstairs was still noisy and noisy. A red maple leaf was attached to the window at some point. The dim wall lamp flickered continuously, and the billowing dust was knocked to the ground.

The old copper handle slowly turned, and what came into view was a familiar pretty face. The swelling during pregnancy could not hide her beautiful face...


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