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He could talk nicely, but he had to be so thin, he had to squeeze his throat to say it, and his voice was so sweet that it was greasy, and his expression had to be held, blinking his eyes and acting innocent at all times.

Thinking of her earlier appearance, Sheng Anxia could not help but tremble.

But such a move seemed to have a fatal attraction to men. Even a man like Evil Gu was no exception