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... ing the jade plate, crisp and sweet, low and shallow as green, drunk Lin Chu.
She thought that a man with a nice voice was a great crime.
"That's right. I'll call her by name, Yan Shao." Yan Beicheng patted her head gently.
Lin Chu felt something soft across her hairline. Soon, she wanted to illusion, so she couldn't catch it. Before she could react, Yan Beicheng had let her go.
She was busy rummaging in the refrigerator, telling herself that it must have been an illu ...
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