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... emed to be really angry and didn’t dare to do anything else for fear of going overboard. She hurriedly explained, "[ His Majesty didn’t ask… ] [ isn’t this a good thing? ] Why would she be angry? Young master wujue couldn’t wait to find a person with the purest yang for him to absorb!

Si Huang let go of it and frowned slightly, this kind of attraction will affect one’s senses and create desire, right? "

In fact, Wu Bao was also not very clear about it.

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