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... direction of the sound.
Shen Qingyi stood there like that, the cold face was waveless, and even her eyes were calm, but Shen Xiyi felt unusually embarrassed.
"Shen Qingyi, how are you here?" Shen Xi's face is not good-looking, and the tone of export is naturally not good.
Shen Qingyi looked at her faintly. "I came to my husband." The word "husband" who bite heavily, succeeded in making Shen Xi's face blank.
Shen Qingyi glanced at the box in her hand, and guessed the s ...
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