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The bedroom door was open, but Danshen still knocked politely and asked, "Mr. Zhao, can I come in?"

I glanced at her and nodded slightly. " "Go on in." I discovered that Danshen was still wearing her fashionable red qipao. The qipao was very tight, with a white neck and an oval shaped opening at the bottom of the collar, revealing a delicate piece of skin