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... d Fengchenling's hands. Her palms were filled with nervous sweat, and her voice trembled and asked, "What do you say? Can you say it again, dustling?" !? "
Fengchenling resisted the intense pain in her heart, and said softly, "I, promise to marry you."
Mo Qingli, sorry. We seem to be destined for fate, only expect the afterlife, and the next life will be together well. I only want one heart, white heads do not part.
Mo Qingxi happily hugged Fengchenling, and the corners of h ...
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