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Jiutiao Meijie had her long hair down, yawning, still in her long-sleeved pajamas.
Between the strands of her black hair, her crystal-clear skin seemed even more porcelain.
"Good morning, Meiji," Little Lian said, like an alarm clock going off, her focus still on mastering the sausages with her fork and knife.
"Mm," Jiutiao Meijie lazily responded, walking over to sit at the dining table.
Dubian Che took out bread from the basket for her, and then pour ...
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