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... not help saying: "Miss, do you feel good today?"

"Of course I'm glad to see my mother today. I will tell you that the novel is updated most quickly with eyes. Is it fast?" Ziyin Ye's voice was low and her tone softer than ever.

Ziyin Ye's answer actually stunned Haruhi. Today, they used the excuse to return to the Purple House, but the lady will never feel so good because she wants to return to her maiden house, and the tone and voice of her speech are judged as two. As if doing a ...

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