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He was smiling, but he felt extremely disgusted.

This was because Yan Qingyi knew why he had suddenly touched her face.

Cheng Yan's sinister gaze slowly descended onto Yan Qingyi's chest. In front.

"Aiya!" In order to not let him succeed, Yan Qingyi pointed behind Cheng Yan, and suddenly said excitedly, "Uncle Cheng Yan, look at that butterfly