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Chapter 1887 Look, that one, how much is it worth?
d, gritting my teeth and sweating profusely."Lin Jinran, what's wrong with you Are you alright" A familiar voice rang from above her head. Then a man in a white coat, smelling of disinfectant, squatt...and fuzzy. 。He simply watched as he blew dry his hair, carefully combing it several times with a comb to make sure there were no knots. Then, he picked up a simple, floral patterned elastic and clums...