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... k and forth, making her flustered.
Under the soft light, Ning Qingwan's long eyelashes like butterfly wings curved into a focused arc. She sat beside her and helped her trim her nails carefully and meticulously.
The movement was very slow, and all the clipped nails fell into the small trash can held by Meng Xia.
After cutting her nails, Meng Xia slowly went to wash her hands, the sound of water rushing, she recalled the documents that mosquitoes sent her.
The last tim ...
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