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"The fan that the master gave you. Is it a kind of plum blossom that's drawn on it?" Wu Xiang's elated expression made Wuxiang feel an unexplainable pain in her heart. No matter how much she couldn't bear to insult her, she had to continue doing so.

He could not allow the sweet dreams to continue!

"You ?"

He had just recovered a little bit of the smell of blood, but it instantly vanished