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... ly his beautiful little wife.

PEI Munian raised her eyebrows slightly and the corners of her lips curled up evilly.

He strode over with his long legs and stood in front of her. He reached out and pinched her little cheek, smiling.”Didn’t I tell you not to come? Have you been waiting for a long time?” f𝔯𝗲e𝒘𝙚𝚋𝐧oѵe𝗹. 𝒄𝗼m

“It’s alright.”

Su Wanwan blinked her big eyes and smiled until her eyebrows curved. how is it? do you like me? ” I’m using the standards of ...

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