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Wine he’s my drunker half shirt

Writer: CONG nguyenCONG nguyen

Well, don’t worry about clearing the Wine he’s my drunker half shirt, a little bit of rain is wet, being hit by ten trees. Eat the first, then eat, until only do this child. At that moment, the three boys appeared in the frame with a bunch of dry wood in their hands. The man stopped, ran off and running. This content belongs to Nicefrogtees. A couple of people had left the inns, slumped the banknotes into the hands of the boy’s father, and also rushed into his pocket. Every movement of the owner and guest takes place in a silent sound, as often repeated. Only when he saw guests off to the top of the road to the mountain, did his father opens his mouth and grumbled. Does this great-grandfather rain all the time, not allowing people to do anything? I sat up and sat up, I thought Vinh was holding the script in his hand, and read in the red light of the duck bulb. But Vinh was still curled up, his hands seemed to be sandwiched between his thighs, eyes, and eyes open. Vinh suddenly hesitates or sleeps, he. Tomorrow he will go to class. I laughed, no, let me see tomorrow morning when his mountain was broken?



 
 
 

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