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In midsummer, the ancient city in the south of China is Zhou Ye.
Heping Road 135 is an ancient quadrangle with an old banyan tree in it. It is good to enjoy the cool under the big tree, and this old banyan tree is no exception, and some people are enjoying the cool. They sit idle in bamboo chairs, or play chess or cards, or chat or talk nonsense.
Sitting in Dongshou is a man in his twenties with delicate knife-shaped eyebrows and a white shirt. His eyes are as black as paint, his huge nose is as tall and straight as loose, which is somewhat masculine and calm, and his slightly upturned lips are somewhat gentle and considerate. He held a chess piece in his hand and refused to put it down for a long time. The 2045-year-old man with thick eyebrows who played with him craned his neck and stared at the chess pieces in his hand. Finally, he lost patience and said, "Cao Yu, can you come down?"
"Wang Fei, I wonder how this trick can not kill you." Cao Yu smiled.
Wang Fei was tongue-tied: "What, what? Why don't you kill me? "
"Yes, come and have a look. Will Faye Wong die if I go on like this? " Cao Yu greeted the people around him.
Immediately came a rabbit tooth, a pair of glasses, a tall and thin man, a sloppy man.
These heads together are like ...
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