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... ke flowers.
Those ice crystals flowed out of a pair of beautiful eyes. As soon as those tears left her eyes, they transformed into ice and fell.
Her face was icy but pure and holy. It was like a beautiful ice sculpture. However, deep within those icy eyes came waves of emotions as they stared at the photographic jade.
“I want to leave.”
Ye Zhiqiu spoke. This was her third time speaking this year.
“No.”
An equally icy voice rang out, and it came from an express ...
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