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... stretched out his hand and painted on his face, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips... The warm breath passed over the fingertips and it felt so real. Drawing his face in his head, he can't imagine his charm.
It was still itched by him and he couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" I don't know why, I heard his laughter and my mood improved.
I just wanted to speak, but I found that the surrounding scene began to shake, and I knew that I would probably be squeezed out aga ...
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