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... the romantic atmosphere of the grove has disappeared.

Zhang Meng thought that Gu Chao would explain something, but he didn't expect that this person would still stand there in a daze, not angry, nor did he make any excuses for himself. It's like giving up the last struggle in front of his girlfriend completely, and don't want any image.

She lowered her eyes and saw Gu Chao's hand hanging on the side of her leg, helplessly sighed, and took the initiative to reach out to pull, but Gu ...

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