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... o I feel like I’m wearing a strange-colored hat?"
Zhao Rong lightly smacked his lips, watching the three women cuddling nearby.
Qing Jun, Xiaoxiao, and Qian’er were whispering secrets, curiously touching each other.
For example, little Qian’er was feeling the new sister’s ears and waist... as if she wouldn’t give up, searching for fox ears and a fox tail...
Qing Jun, on the other hand, was a bit more reserved, but she smiled more than Zhao Rong had seen tonight, o ...
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