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... It can be seen that Li Shi has noticed a little. She is the first mother and it is easy to rectify Shu Fengwu. After a few times, Shu Fengwu suffered a lot.

It's also because no matter what Shu Qingbao is said by outsiders, the Li family protects him, Shu Fengwu is jealous, and she thinks that Shu Qingbao, a man, can actually give birth to a child, and he still looks lustful Chun Xiao, beautiful and unparalleled, more like a woman than a woman, she couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or ...

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