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... , and the perfect temperament is shocked and suffocated. Beauty makes people forget to breathe.

"In the previous read-only history book, the beauty smiled and fell in love with the city. Some emperor loved beauty and did not love Jiangshan. They thought it was ridiculous. It seems that there is such a thing. If it is such a woman and a social artifact, choose one of them........Social artifacts...Stunning beauty...Social artifacts...Stunning beauty..........."

"Well? How can I have ...

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