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When Quiet wakes up again, the sky is already bright.
The unmarried women here all have loose hair, An Jing picked up a wooden comb and combed it. Fortunately, although Lin Jing was as thin as a bamboo pole, her hair was of good quality.
Leaning on the wooden stick that Xiao Changyi gave her last night, as soon as he walked quietly to the door of the main room, he saw Xiao Changyi drying clothes, his own, and her clothes in the yard.
Quiet's face was hot, and no ...
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