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... had no focal length.
's slender, cold fingers moved and rested quietly on the wooden board.
There is a sweet smell in the air.
A touch of warmth on his chest made him startled.
The thin pale lips parted slightly, and two cold white fangs slowly protruded against the lips.
Fu Xiuli slowly raised his right hand, his movements were slow and sluggish, and finally, his palm fell on the girl's back.
His palm was cold and had no temperature, bu ...
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