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Zhao Quan and Wang Xu looked at their noses, noses, mouths, and hearts silently for a moment, before retreating together, so as to not hinder their master's gaze.

Zhao Xin Lian's face was pale white, but her eyes were still filled with unwillingness: "Miss! "Your servant doesn't believe you at all. For so long, you've never felt a single thing about me!"

"If the feeling you speak of is love