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klow877
KLow :
ủa cái loa đo có bấm phát lại được hả ta
2026-08-22 11:53:22
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nct.dg
NCT.DG :
ủa ngta để cái mã thôi. chi nguyên cái loa vậy trời
2026-08-22 11:03:40
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thinhdayyne0
thịnh senpai~><. :
Cái này từ lâu r mà
2026-08-22 11:03:00
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moidoiten91
thanhf :
mã QR để ngoài thì tụi nó lại dán đè mã khác lên.
2026-08-22 11:27:52
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met.qua2805
T :
xoá bài đi b
2026-08-22 12:10:25
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draoneclover
Phú Thắng :
T nói thiệt làm vậy không thấy bức rứt trong mình hả, t mà chuyển xong hoặc chưa qua là t đợi nào xong rồi mới đi, chuyển qua rồi còn đưa cho ngta coi cái nữa
2026-08-22 13:50:24
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sanairdrop5
Phim Hay Mỗi Ngày :
thu âm xong phát lại cái thông báo cũng được
2026-08-22 12:08:49
102
lonelywolf7694
𓀅Leeninh𓀊 :
may là bán gạo ak chứ bán vàng thì toi
2026-08-22 12:28:17
109
meomeochira23
What :
tui ck xog toàn đưa ngta xem sợ ng nghĩ mình quỵt
2026-08-22 12:37:04
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vi.c.lng89
5 khô :
thấy mặcáo mưa khi không ai mặc là sai rồi
2026-08-22 11:49:28
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beheolamtranh
H.D💐 :
ê mẹ t cài kiểu gì mà nó đọc bằng đt chứ k cần mua loa 🥰
2026-08-22 13:26:16
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vutranchi
Chú Ba Beo :
Ck là cái t kĩ nhất. Loa thì loa vẫn phải kêu người nhận check lại. Nhỡ lỗi lầm gì mình lại mang tiếng oan!
2026-08-22 15:38:00
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maihoang71b
1 :
để 1 cái qr riêng bên ngoài thôi loa để bên trong chứ
2026-08-22 12:57:42
12
dudai211
🎎🥉🧸}¶ :
h ms bt mai lm thử
2026-08-22 11:34:24
16
lhtsunshine
Ngọc Nhi Vstore :
nhạc hơi bé
2026-08-22 12:20:48
0
nguyentrungkien97
barber kẻ nắm đầu 1992🇻🇳 :
nút phát lại cho ai thắc mắc 😂
2026-08-22 12:17:57
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chanmindi0_0
đang bận iu đời💗 :
mình bt r xoá bài đi🥰🥰😭
2026-08-22 11:47:38
13
w.h.oops
whoops 🫢 :
éo hiểu cái loa này dc cái tích sự gì
2026-08-22 11:45:55
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user0801.16
user0801.16 :
Giờ mới biết có ấn phát lại luôn á
2026-08-22 14:33:44
6
tieuthanh_91
TiểuThanh6688 :
t không hiểu rồi cái loa nó có chức năng phát lại làm gì nhỉ
2026-08-22 13:45:50
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thanhdat.2112
MasterD2112 :
loa của bidv làm j có nút phát lại , ko biết của ngân hàng nào đấy
2026-08-22 14:02:19
21
leducsonb6
Lấy em Một lốc STinGg :
ngang nhau nè mấy bạn NGANG TUẤTT.TTT
2026-08-22 12:22:39
9
raz193ps
đỗ hiếu :
bác tôi để cái qr vs loa đằng sau tủ kính
2026-08-22 12:18:52
7
trng.ng704
Trường remix27 :
mọi người ai gặp nhớ chụp biển số
2026-08-22 11:13:51
5
nhuchan__
Nhuchan :
Có dụ ck dư cái đòi đưa tm lại nx hả trời
2026-08-22 15:19:59
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