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"... La... Lala... Lala... Hmph..."
Who is it?
This singing.
So familiar...
"La... La la la... La..."
Under the blue sky, there is a graceful figure, spinning and humming.
The ink-like hair draped softly on the man's body, like fine silk, swaying in the breeze. The tail of her hair swung out in an arc in the sunlight, tugging at Wushen Liuhui's heartstrings.
The soft and mysterious girl dances with strange rhythmic steps. At that moment, Shiguang fell at the girl's feet, extremely devout.
... So dazzling.
I really want to... I really want to...
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