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Sitting on the bed, Wu Qianqian looked at Huang Xing strangely. Her eyes were filled with all kinds of elements. Please

There was a sense of ambiguity amidst the blurriness; there was a faint thought within the blurriness. There was an unquestionable beauty about her, so beautiful that one could not bear to look away. Drunk women had a unique charm. Even if it was just a blurry gaze