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... girl, OK, I'll take it as your interest has changed, but what about Qi Xin'er? In some ways, I What's worse than her?! "

To tell the truth, Mo Xuetong is more beautiful than Qi Xin'er, and they have their own characteristics. When it comes to the understanding of yuaotian, Mo Xuetong is far better than Qi Xin'er.

She is really not willing to lose to Qi Xin'er, to a woman like herself!

"Xuetong, I'm a little uncomfortable You go back first. " Yu Aotian stood up unsteadily ...

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