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Qin Yuxuan coughed lightly and pretended to say, "Every outstanding author has a pair of eyes that are adept at appreciating beauty."

"Heh." Mo Yuechen sneered.

"It's not what you like anyway, and you don't understand it no matter what you say."

He seemed to prefer women with classical beauty, but it was not this kind of cheongsam that went down to the thighs