I held my breath and looked around to see all kinds of people in the future, but I felt a fragrant wind blowing against my face. A woman wearing a narrow-sleeved pink satin skirt and a silver mouse short coat came forward and bowed down and said, are the three guest officers staying in a hotel for dinner or a civil-military meeting? When she spoke, her head was slightly low with a simple bun and twelve round white pearls buckled, and the lights were very strange. The red light flashed with green hostesses lining her neck and her delicate white skin was particularly eye-catching.

I still have to talk in the fu […]

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