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... nt to grab the bottle of medicine. The urge to kneel on the sole of the foot.
However, when she saw the peerless man who stood tall and cold and talked about it, she clenched her fist and held it down.
Mingwu Yan looked at the flower that the fire could not make it, and could not help but sneer.
Want to be a goddess in front of Xue Yihan? For a while she will let her image completely!
"Sweet, this bottle is for you." Ming Mist Yan handed a bottle of dragon sweet, and ...
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