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... washed a face, all the muscle cream was washed off, soaked up almost, she got up and dressed, went to the dresser to sit down.
She refurbished the space, placing a dressing table and a soft stick next to Lingquan, which is as warm as her bedroom, not right, warmer than her simple bedroom in the cold water pavilion.
Sitting in front of the dressing table and looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Mo Qingfeng could not help but raise his mouth and reveal a smile.
In the mirr ...
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