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... > Zuo Baixuan stood behind Luan Yenan, looked at her back, and secretly observed her profile with the help of the metal reflection on the side of the elevator box.
I don't know if it was because of the blood, the woman took off her favorite metallic leather jacket and put on a shirt with her gloves. At this time, she looked a little thin.
But after reducing those deliberately cool dresses, it still inexplicably increases the sense of oppression.
I never found out before, thi ...
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