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... ys in a row.

Li Mosen recently developed a new project with his classmates. He was very dizzy and busy. He hadn't even eaten meals.

Foolfully cooked two packets for himself, Li Mosen called Li Jianyue while cooking.

The call was quickly dialed out. I wonder if it was Li Mosen's illusion. He even faintly heard a sand-carved mobile phone ringing at his doorstep.

At first, it was Li Jianyue's style.

Then the doorbell rang.

Li Mosen just dropped his face, he ...

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