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... inqiao turned her head to look at Mu Qianfan, her eyes filled with reluctance, "He doesn’t like men."
An Yan really wanted to laugh, "It’s okay, I have a magic weapon, no man can escape from the palm of my hand."
Fu Jinqiao’s eyes brimmed with a layer of mist, and with a hard squeeze, her tears pattered down.
Seeing this, An Yan decided not to joke with her anymore, having made the young girl cry.
She was about to speak when Fu Jinqiao solemnly said, "Then you mus ...
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