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... e imperial skirt stood behind Xia Feng, her pupils narrow as the White Abyss, overlooking the back of Xia Feng’s head.
On the Divine Throne, the woman in the starry skirt raised her eyes with a similar gaze.
As their eyes met, the Xia Feng held in the starry skirt woman’s arms began to tremble all over, instinctively hugging the woman’s waist tightly.
Beneath the skirt hem, two Pale Dragon Tails playfully and loosely slid left and right on the ground, among them the Drago ...
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