@miss.hakieuanh: Không câu hỏi nào có thể làm khó được em trai Quốc Trường 😂

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thichcho1987
Binhminh :
Cuối cùng nó yêu ĐVH 😂😂😂
2026-06-07 22:06:14
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binh8769
Binh :
Mình thấy ngọc trinh rất hợp với quốc trường hơn🥰
2026-06-08 22:51:06
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phuong62288967012
phuong62288967012 :
TV sắc đẹp ngàn năm có 1 trẻ trung ko tai tiếng vẫn hơn NT
2026-06-08 01:18:05
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th.binh1982
ThanhBinh8101982 :
để chọn bạn diễn như kiểu trong phim lên chọn TV, còn chọn vợ chọn NT là chuẩn nhất tôi tin rằng chỉ NT với có thể cân đc mọi tình huống mà QT thường hay bị diễn ra và NT sẽ mang lại hp cho QT trong mọi tình huống
2026-06-07 16:59:00
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lephuongtrang1997
Noname :
Ăn noiz khéo quá IQ lẫn EQ đều cao, nói ko mếch lòng ai, người làm ăn có khác 😊😊
2026-06-07 20:06:53
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dhjojgsg13
máy may trương bình :
đàm đang nuốt nước miếng
2026-06-10 05:45:13
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phone.mia
Phone.Mia :
Tui chọn NT, vì sau tất cả cô ấy hoàn hảo, quan trọng NT hợp tuổi QT, hợp cả mạng Mộc nữa, làm ăn sẽ phất khi cùng tần số
2026-06-08 08:53:41
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nguyn.c.su4
Nguyễn Đức Síu :
nguyễn phương Hàng đâu rồi
2026-06-10 14:43:20
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user80860228346251
Cảnh Trần :
Đó là nó chọn thôi còn 2 người kia có chấp nhận ko mới là vấn đề
2026-06-08 04:29:47
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hangngo533
Hằng Ngô :
Trường Trinh 90% mọi người rất thích cặp đôi này , 2 người ngồi lại thấy rất hợp và dễ thương
2026-06-07 23:45:05
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icadointerior
Nội Thất Icado :
2 bà chị ngồi cạnh còn mê nữa là 😁
2026-06-10 11:03:14
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vy_nguyen_1509
vy_nguyen_1509 :
Sao ko lấy ĐVH nhỉ
2026-06-10 13:13:16
1
thibui685
thibui685 :
Ngọc Trinh Ok.
2026-06-10 05:50:26
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phc.dng1982
Phúc Dương1982 :
chọn Mr Đờm đi
2026-06-10 09:19:34
1
moc7024
Moc :
ông Trương tham quá 😁
2026-06-10 05:12:45
1
nguynng0146
nguynng0146 :
Theo tui nghĩ quốc trường ko chọn ai
2026-06-09 06:41:35
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mimi.love.yoga
MiMi thích YoGa :
ế là vừa 🤣
2026-06-10 03:01:04
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phone.mia
Phone.Mia :
Sao anh Hưng nói Vy vậy ạ, a Hưng rất thân NT nhưng lại nói Vy😅😂
2026-06-08 15:43:59
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ngocmiu988
Ngọc Tây :
NT QT rất hợp tính nhau luôn,,
2026-06-07 16:27:23
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phubon1981
Phubon1981 :
hiii
2026-06-09 00:23:50
1
say0737
Đan Linh :
Cả 2 lại k chọn anh
2026-06-10 03:57:48
1
123going3
陳巧柔 :
Tại sao Vy
2026-06-08 10:52:10
2
t24993
Mạnh Thắng :
🤣 tý thì vào thế.
2026-06-07 16:29:34
3
laodaimn0
BM :
chị Hưng có vẻ mê lắm rồi đó
2026-06-09 23:32:34
1
mnh.trn.quc40
Trần Mạnh :
y ai thì y hp được bao lâu mới chất
2026-06-09 11:55:26
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Every evening, the old man walked along the shoreline with the same folding chair in one hand and a bottle in the other. People in the small coastal town knew him as the quiet man who watched the ocean more than he spoke to people. Some said he had lost his family years ago. Others said life had simply worn him down little by little, like waves grinding stone into sand. Nobody really knew. Humans are experts at walking past pain as long as it stays quiet and polite. That evening, the sky was painted orange and purple, the kind of sunset people usually photograph instead of truly seeing. The old man placed his chair near the water and sat down slowly, listening to the waves breathe against the shore. Far above the ocean, something burned across the sky. At first people thought it was a shooting star. Then they realized it was an astronaut capsule falling back toward Earth, damaged and out of control. It struck the ocean miles away with a violent explosion that shook the coast itself. The sea changed instantly. The calm waves became monsters. Sirens screamed from the town behind him as people ran, shouting for everyone near the shore to get away. The water pulled backward unnaturally, exposing rocks and sand no one had ever seen before. The old man looked at it all quietly. Then he looked at the sunset one more time. The massive wave rising in the distance looked taller than buildings, dark enough to erase the horizon itself. People were crying and running past him, but he did not move. Maybe he was tired. Maybe he was at peace. Maybe he understood something the others did not. He simply leaned back into his chair. As the roaring water raced toward the shore, the old man lifted his bottle slightly toward the sky, almost like a final toast to the world. To the sunsets he had watched. To the memories he never spoke about. To the life that hurt him and carried him at the same time. The wave reached the beach with the sound of the world ending. For one brief second, he closed his eyes and smiled. Then the ocean swallowed him whole. The next morning, pieces of the town were gone. Boats rested in broken streets, and silence covered the coast like fog. But people remembered the old man. Not because he died. Because in the face of terror, he chose to spend his final moment exactly how he wanted: sitting beside the ocean he loved, drink in hand, watching the sky. #life #fyp #fyppppppppppppppppppppppp #2k26lyrics #sunday
Every evening, the old man walked along the shoreline with the same folding chair in one hand and a bottle in the other. People in the small coastal town knew him as the quiet man who watched the ocean more than he spoke to people. Some said he had lost his family years ago. Others said life had simply worn him down little by little, like waves grinding stone into sand. Nobody really knew. Humans are experts at walking past pain as long as it stays quiet and polite. That evening, the sky was painted orange and purple, the kind of sunset people usually photograph instead of truly seeing. The old man placed his chair near the water and sat down slowly, listening to the waves breathe against the shore. Far above the ocean, something burned across the sky. At first people thought it was a shooting star. Then they realized it was an astronaut capsule falling back toward Earth, damaged and out of control. It struck the ocean miles away with a violent explosion that shook the coast itself. The sea changed instantly. The calm waves became monsters. Sirens screamed from the town behind him as people ran, shouting for everyone near the shore to get away. The water pulled backward unnaturally, exposing rocks and sand no one had ever seen before. The old man looked at it all quietly. Then he looked at the sunset one more time. The massive wave rising in the distance looked taller than buildings, dark enough to erase the horizon itself. People were crying and running past him, but he did not move. Maybe he was tired. Maybe he was at peace. Maybe he understood something the others did not. He simply leaned back into his chair. As the roaring water raced toward the shore, the old man lifted his bottle slightly toward the sky, almost like a final toast to the world. To the sunsets he had watched. To the memories he never spoke about. To the life that hurt him and carried him at the same time. The wave reached the beach with the sound of the world ending. For one brief second, he closed his eyes and smiled. Then the ocean swallowed him whole. The next morning, pieces of the town were gone. Boats rested in broken streets, and silence covered the coast like fog. But people remembered the old man. Not because he died. Because in the face of terror, he chose to spend his final moment exactly how he wanted: sitting beside the ocean he loved, drink in hand, watching the sky. #life #fyp #fyppppppppppppppppppppppp #2k26lyrics #sunday

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