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The Lotus Root Starch Dress made her look cute and charming.

But now she was stepping on his shoulder, her ankle firmly pulled in by him, and she was clasping her hands around the small eaves of her men's house, half her head poking over the wall.

Mo looked at the lotus root powder white silk in front of him, swaying non-stop. He was dazzled.

"Miss, don't move. My eyes are blurry