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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence
girl's boudoir, very pleasant to the nose.Li Chen half-closed his eyes, enjoying the lounge chair and blanket that still held Su Jinpa's body heat, and said, "I'm a little tired, feed me."As he spoke,...son present felt a surge of blood coursing through their veins, an overwhelming sense of pride and determination welling up from within. At this moment, they were ready to lay down their lives without...