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... ung lady in front of him with crimson flower petals clinging to her hair. Qi Weiran never stinted on compliments for beauty.
Especially since this silhouette was also so familiar that he could not control his increasingly scorching breath.
Seeing her unmoving, Qi Weiran was about to speak again-
He only saw the woman in front of him suddenly squat down, her long hair sliding down to her chest as she moved, exposing that section of fair neck to the air, making it difficult ...
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