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Pann Xiaoman sat in front of Mo Shangqian, her eyes flicking left and right, then right again. She felt a seductive and seductive aura falling on her — wasn't it the same for those who were drunk? In the eyes there was the spider spirit's soul thread.

She said in a soft and gentle voice, "Mo Shangqian, tell me, am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful," Mo Shangqian said.

Pann Xiaoman asked