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... ear.
Mu Yan slowly raised her head and met a pair of ice blue eyes.
Even when these eyes are not angry, they are cold and cold.
Like a born, high king.
But at this moment, it was only her shadow that was full of reflection.
The tenderness, spoiling and love in it can almost drown people.
Mu Yan stretched out her hand slowly, stroking the man's cheek and yelled gently: "Yan Yu..."
Emperor Ming Ju was relieved that she was fine.
Hearing her o ...
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