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¡¡¡¡£¨T looks at L£¬smiling silently¡­¡­She lets L bend over her laps£¬stroking gently his hair just like a mother who embraces her loved son£¬recalling those old nice days.L lays his face on her knees£¬looking at the curtain £¬ spellbound£©

¡¡¡¡T¡ª¡ªYour General£¬this is obviously your horse kicking over my basket.While the road is so broad leading to the blue sky¡­¡­
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