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... waying in the wind.
A Yin stood aside, her delicate pretty face was full of seriousness, and her waterfall-like hair hung down her shoulders.
Wearing a blue and gold long dress with fluttering skirts, jade feet with pointed high heels, those beautiful legs that are as smooth and smooth as milk, you can't wait to be held in your hands and play with.
Luo Yu sat aside, watching quietly.
Ayin took a light breath, used her soul power, and fixed that small and simple lo ...
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