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The Stolen WifeThe Stolen Wife
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Chapter 137

The man opened his thin lips slightly and spit out a word, "Bed." Maine shouted. ... Night movies, mostly couples. Their position is the last row. The little girl's mind is not on the movie at all, and the little hand is holding the money. She just kissed her and received 1,000. With tonight's appointment, she charged another 2,000. When she came, Jimmy held her hand, so she charged another 500. Add up to three thousand five hundred. She frowned, ticking one by one. Jimmy came over and leaned on the side of her neck and murmured, "Little wife, you do this, will make the people of Nancheng think that Mr. Lincoln treats Mrs. Lincoln, not even give pocket money." The little girl holding the money, put it in her pocket, and put it away. She said solemnly, "If I breach the contract in the future, and you ask me to repay so much at once, I will definitely have no money to repay." Jimmyfinally understood a common saying, what is called, the wool comes from t

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