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    许念蹲在一边，他看着一地狼藉的香水，又看了看马背上有点哆嗦的少女。

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    这生意真好做，一下子全都卖出去了。

    “快，花椒，荤香，牵住她的马，不要让她走。”

    “赔钱，赔钱！！！”

    许念有点兴奋。

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