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Ji Qianjun looked carefully. His face was 90% similar to the one in his memory, but it looked even more tender than he imagined.

"Are you old?" Ji Qianjun frowned, he had a bad feeling about this.

Soong Ci didn't understand. 'Did Ji Qianjun let me go before she matured?' She lowered her head in embarrassment, "Master Ji, I … Twenty years old. "

"Oh, it's really small