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e a small dress with broken flowers, her long black hair spread softly, and her small face the size of her palm was beautiful and dusty. Now she stood in front of Lu Shengyi, and the bright sunshine o...ily friends. So Fan Fu wanted to see her. Did he want to say something to herYe Ling replied with a word-OK.then I heard Gu Yuejin's low and magnetic voice, "who sent you Wechat, Fan Siming"Ye Ling pu...