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... e, unconsciously. That’s just how easily women are charmed.
These high heels were her size, and she had no idea how He Xiuyu knew her shoe size.
Slipping into the high heels, Qiao Qingyu’s fair feet against the cut-out black leather shoes looked as elegant and beautiful as works of art.
Rongrong squatted at her feet, and tapping Qiao Qingyu’s instep with her finger, she looked up and said, "Little aunt, you look so pretty. I want to wear high heels too."
"You litt ...
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