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The little girl's eyes curved. She was as beautiful as a crescent moon spring and her words were soft and gentle, but Ninth Master Feng was even more afraid to look.

Shen Yu's smile became even more beautiful, her eyes were full of luster, but she still looked at him gently and gently.

Feng Jiu couldn't take it anymore, he took a deep breath, and turned to look at Shen Yujing