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... out her tongue.

"Sister, what do you think that is?"

Mu Qinghan was a little jealous when he looked at the junior girl.

However, as a smart woman, she naturally won't show it too clearly, but chooses curves to save the country.

"what?"

Lin Jiayu looked over there with some curiosity, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Sophia had already prepared various things on it.

The picnic cloth was spread out on the grass still hanging with dewdrops, and there we ...

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