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... es are hard to say.
Just like the secret code, the cloud painting instantly understood the eyes of Kong Muqing.
Her heart was awkward, and for a moment, she could not breathe.
Her hand on the table twitched slightly, and the voice was as calm as possible: "Bo Siqing?"
"Yeah." Kong Muqing looked at her with some concern. "Drawing, are you okay?"
Cloud painting was silent for a few seconds before he smiled. "What can I do? His age... Also, indeed, it is indeed th ...
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