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... "You are the first person to see it but not disgusted."
In one sentence, he called back the soul of Shen Qingxian. He looked up into his nephew.
The red scorpion is like a bunch of candlelight that is lit up in the middle of the night. It is weak and thin, but it warms the whole piece of darkness with one's own strength.
This is the person who cares deeply, he loves.
Shen Qingxian's thin lips are slightly raised, and whispered: "You are very good."
Warmer than ...
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