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... Xianglin sits on the grass and sketches quietly.
Draw a pond, draw a child.
Just painting and painting, the style of painting changes.
A handsome blond man appeared, Xiang Lin looked around like a thief, and then continued to paint with a blushing face.
Draw the red-haired woman next to the blond man, with intimate movements.
"Sister Xianglin, stop drawing and come play with water." The boy invited Xianglin with a milky voice.
"Sister Xianglin is a **** ...
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