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She was his dead control on the expensive piano, hands were grasped by him, the system on both sides, attached to her ear, low asked <br /> "really do not love?" Hoarse low confused voice, such as an old record <br /> familiar oppression, familiar flavor, just heartbeat is no longer disorder, only barren. <br /> He moved to highlight his intense thoughts, "Xiao Qiao, you can never escape me! You...