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Ruan Su held her chin with one hand and looked at the man with her beautiful eyes. Bo Xingzhi could not sit still. It was one thing that his little wife was beautiful, but she was also striking a cute, teasing pose, and it made him restless. "Looking at how handsome I am?" Ruan Su spoke slowly. "I was thinking..." Bo Xingzhi raised his eyebrows
