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... as a big ice painting.
After glaring at the small-and-grey kitten with gray hair painted, Chu Qingyan hummed away.
"Say, what are you doing to me?" Xiao Xu leaned on the Lihua wooden chair with a relaxed and elegant attitude.
Without his reminder, Chu Qingyan had forgotten the purpose of this trip.
"That's right, I think that the loan of Linyuelou can be promised, but it is not really lent to them, but to take advantage of this opportunity to find the person behind th ...
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