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... dazzling Passion, the Apple of My Eye, My Fated One
Now matter how slow Mo Ran could be, seeing this burning gaze, what more was there not to understand? He immediately replied, "Miss Ling-er, you've drunk a bit too much, we can talk tomorrow..." "I WANT TO TALK NOW!" This little girl could be ferocious too when she got tough; stands of her hair were loose, her eyes bright.
"..." Mo Ran didn't want to be bogged down and was about to make his escape using qinggong, but was stop ...
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