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Loli and Nong Lili were already at the other end of the bridge, under the locust tree, hugging a man who was whispering and flirting. The man respected the woman very much, after all, this was an ancient village.

Not all women were so lucky, even though they were beautiful like Xie Tingting and Situ Hanyu. They were still in a desolate corner, watching the croaks of frogs