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... emed to fall down.
Shen Lingxi was fascinated by the photo of the old man in the mourning hall. The white light of the bulb above his head fell on his body, like the moonlight, and his temperament was pure.
Those are a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. The bottom of her eyes is clear and clean, as clear as the Tianchi water at noon, with shimmering waves, but the pupils are darker, and the clarity is a little more ethereal.
It's just that expressionless face, with a ...
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