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"Little girl, you." Lin Que used his other hand to gently hold Li Meixue's wrist, and gently pushed her hand away. He was afraid that he would dirty Li Meixue. She was so white and flawless, and her clothes were also so nice. The construction site was full of dust, and he was covered in dirt. "It was like a piece of sky, a piece of earth." My hands are dirty. "

"I don't care