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Luo Qingwan stood behind a glass screen in a warm room in the rear of the hall. In her hands was a wooden tray painted red. On the wooden tray was an incomparably gorgeous woman's outfit.
"I'll do it myself." Just as Luo Qingwan was about to untie her belt, Gui Liu-Li put down her clothes and stepped forward to change Luo Qingwan's clothes
