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... nother word for the rest of the time.
An hour later, the plane landed. Fu Ting got up, took off her backpack, and carried it properly.
Cen Juan stood up as well. He was 1.88 meters tall, like a tall pine tree, completely enveloping Fu Ting’s petite figure.
The scent of grass and trees on the tip of her nose grew stronger and stronger, bringing with it a dangerous magnetic field. For some reason, Fu Ting had the urge to escape from the scene as soon as possible.
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