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... p sponge pressing against the skin.
The tour guide slowly straightened her back, glancing at Lin Sanjiu and then at Yao Han.
Perhaps because she hadn't caught what Lin Sanjiu had mouthed, the woman inside the glass tube looked utterly blank, her expression one of pure confusion as if she were still trying to figure out why they had suddenly stopped moving.
No matter how you looked at her, she didn't seem like a duoluozhong. The delicate texture of her skin, the messy stra ...
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