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... hung with a shallow smile. The people finally gave their hopes to Feng Xiangu, and saw the appearance of Feng Xiao’s shy little daughter-in-law. They couldn’t help but teasing: “Do our Fengxiangu drink honey? Small face pink flowers fly, but I am dead."
Feng Xiaoer cleared his throat and rectified his body. "Cough, Xiongtai will not make fun of me. Come and come. I will tell you the story of the second half of this white lady legend. Where did you last talk? ......?"
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