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... voice, "It's really fragrant."

Gu Ruyi was about to burst into tears, her face was white and her body trembled slightly.

She could hear the voice of the man behind her. This is the eldest young master of Bao's house, Bao Dai. I heard that this man is an ignorant and ignorant boy.

Bao Dai listened to Mrs. Qiu and the others walking away, so he whispered, "Don't make a sound, I'll let you go, how about it?"

Gu Ruyi calmed himself down, it was not a problem to be cov ...

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