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... > Although Mo Junyan was cold toward Shangguan Ya, causing her brother to fight with Mo Junyan, Shangguan Ya still did not give up.

“Brother Mo, I made this lunchbox myself. Try it and see if it’s delicious.”

Shangguan Ya went to Mo Junyan’s school to deliver lunch to him.

The 13-year-old Shangguan Ya, because she had developed well, was a tall and slender young girl. With beautiful and delicate facial features, she was a little beauty. Coupled with the white dress, she l ...

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