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... is this the real me?"
"Do you want the real me, or a fake me?" Wang Mu said. "If you wish, I can be as obedient to you as I was back then."
"You..." Mo Xilan started to speak but stopped herself.
"I think you just dislike how I look now..." Mo Xilan turned around, her voice cold. "You’re just making excuses..."
"That’s impossible!" Wang Mu walked over and hugged Mo Xilan from behind, gently inhaling the mature, mellow scent emanating from her. Mo Xilan’s current a ...
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