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... omatically filter her speech.
So, Ji Qingzhuo only touched Maomao's head, then walked towards the mist of peach blossoms.
Seeing that she didn't pay attention to him, Ying Xiu just gritted her teeth, lowered her head and rushed forward again, she clenched Ji Qingzhuo's arm tightly.
Ji Qingzhuo didn't have the strength to break free from her, his arm was held by her, so he could only stop on the spot and turn his head to look at her.
"Princess...Princess, most of the m ...
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