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... in is crystal clear, like a beauty of white jade.

Zhao Yan stroked her hair: "I met a spirit-transforming spider spirit this time, and I pulled out her silk to make silk stockings for you."

"Is this a gift for us...or a gift for yourself?" Ling Keke sneered.

Her stockings are disposable, sexually consumable.

They were all used for Zhao Yan to tear them apart.

"It's not important." Zhao Yan coughed.

You can wear new socks, and I can experience a better fe ...

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