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... p> She had put on a knitted jacket today that wrapped around her body tightly and made her look like a dumpling.
Lu Yu’an raised his hand and flipped Fu Zhi’s collar.
“What are you doing?” Fu Zhi asked, leaning back.
Lu Yu’an’s gaze suddenly cracked. He stared intently at the red mole on the right side of Fu Zhi’s collarbone.
He remembered that Z God’s red mole was on the left side...
‘So, it wasn’t her...’
Then, ...
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