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... didn't respond for a while.
The flower buds still did not let go, hugged her tightly, whispered, "Do you hate me?"
Shen Mubai is of course shaking his head. "How can I hate my sister?"
"Do you like me?" The flower squatted slightly over her face and looked at her. The peach eyes were full of warmth.
Can Shen Mubai deny it?
She opened her mouth and asked if she was wrong at the time.
Or deny that you don't like girls.
But she found that she couldn ...
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