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... the gates of the Miaoyu Pavilion, Lin Wanrong felt as elated as if he had eaten a urine-boiled meatball, recalling Qin Xian'er's shy and irritated expression when he asked her questions. You little girl, no matter how much of a shape-shifting witch you are, you can't outplay me, he thought.
Thinking of the young master, Lin Wanrong suddenly slapped his forehead. "Damn it, Young Master Guo is still inside!" In his haste to leave, he had forgotten to ask Qin Xian'er where she had taken Guo ...
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