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Fu Shang was speechless.
Did she look like a soft persimmon?
The girl’s pale eyes were gentle and lancholic, and she was too beautiful. Even in such an environnt, her body seed to be shrouded in a layer of holy light, which could not be profaned.
Facing such a clean and beautiful girl…
The bald Dean was too embarrassed to ask Fu min to bring Murong Wan so clothes. He turned to look at the security guard who had just co to unlock the door and smiled.
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