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Người có tiền cùng kẻ giả nghèo - Chanh Tử Vũ

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Parts 11
Time 2h 12m

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Người có tiền cùng kẻ giả nghèo

Tác giả: Chanh Tử Vũ.

Chuyển ngữ: Cỏ

Văn án:
Lạnh lùng tổng tài thụ.
Không một ai yêu thương cũng chẳng sao, tự mình tìm một trai bao thật đẹp trai.
Dùng tiền mua lấy tình yêu, chỉ cần có tiền thì sẽ có được niềm vui.
Trai bao cực kỳ đẹp trai, sủng thê ngông cuồng con nhà giàu công.
Tài sản mang tên nhiều vô số kể.
Sợ anh khóc mới để cho anh nuôi.
Những điều này đều không phải là yêu?All Rights Reserved

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