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SWEET SATURDAY

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Đọc tiểu thuyết SWEET SATURDAY của tác giả Daoist014wOI được xuất bản trên WebNovel.Jenny has always dreamed of meeting her crush and first love Leo who is a popular star in the whole of Los Angeles. What happens on a fateful Saturday where she got the joy of meeting her crush but wa...

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Jenny has always dreamed of meeting her crush and first love Leo who is a popular star in the whole of Los Angeles. What happens on a fateful Saturday where she got the joy of meeting her crush but was saddened finding out that he is gay??

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