"Do you like this doll?"
"Well, girls all like dolls with soft fur like this."
"So do you like it?"
Qiao Xinke smiled coquettishly at Yan Hanchen, and the next moment, she immediately gave him a big roll of her eyes.
"Yan Hanchen! Where on my body tells you that I am not a girl!!"
At this moment, Yan Hanchen only had one thought: a girl's face changes faster than turning the page in a book.
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