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It was a young girl with jet-black hair. Probably because of her hair texture, the young girl's skin was as white as spring snow.

Xia Xinye suddenly thought of a saying: When the snow melts down a bit, it is time to return to the light purple sprout. After the morning light of dawn drizzled down, I could hear that the crabapple blossoms did not sleep …

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