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... long black hair poured down like seaweed.
I don't know if it was because of fear or cold, she folded her arms around her shoulders and shrank slightly, looking inexplicably pitiful.
Seeing him stop, Sang Qianqian stopped as well, a trace of obvious panic flashed in her eyes.
Shen Hanyu glanced at her, his eyes were a little dark, "Why?"
Sang Qianqian saw his hair stand on end, "Why why?"
Shen Hanyu said solemnly: "You could have left Sitong alone."< ...
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