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Tuoba Yu stared at the pair of beautiful feet inside the golden pot with a black face. He held her ankle lightly with a big hand and frowned, looking at it from top to bottom, it looked like a little old man who was on the verge of erupting.

Shen Zhiqiao blushed slightly, her nose was flushed red and her voice was hoarse from crying. She took back the foot he was holding and said softly