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At this time, a pair of slender hands slowly lifted the curtain. Song Dance, who had been sitting inside waiting for a while, was starting to get impatient, why had no one come to pick her up? She was about to open the curtain to ask when she saw Feng Qianlou's face.

"Feng Qianlou …" How did you become like this? " Dancing looked at the man's chin, which was originally clean and clean