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An Yue is not a woman, she goes to the fitting room to change clothes, and one after another, she exchanges it for Zhou Xiaomin.
Zhou Xiaomin is not idle, when she changes her clothes, she still picks.
An Yue took the beige dress she handed over and frowned and said, "I don't wear this color."
"I like it, you wear it to me."
An Yue is helpless and can only go in again.
She just closed the door of the fitting room and heard a familiar voice coming from ...
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