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Chapter 1729 - Little Lucky

Jun Wuye looked at her.

The air was filled with the faint aroma of children's milk. It was the same as her originally delicate and childish face; it was also exuding a faint fragrance of apples.

He pursed his lips and stared at her face.

He had treated her roughly just now, but there was no trace of fear in her eyes. Her gaze was calm and her actions were calm