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... fth." Xu Qingyan couldn’t help but want to laugh, "What’s wrong? Weren’t you all bluster when you came, saying you weren’t nervous?"
"I’m not... not nervous." She pursed her lips.
Xu Qingyan just smiled and didn’t speak. His gaze swept over the hem of her dress, catching sight of a black stocking extending inward, stirring up irresistible thoughts.
It wasn’t that he had never seen Pei Muchan in black stockings; she would sometimes wear them around the studio. There were m ...
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