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uo.With a warm belt, Ye Feimo walked over and tied a bow at her waist. Her watermelon-red long coat and black belt looked very stylish. Ye Feimo then put a hat on her head and fastened a bracelet on h...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go.""Even I have someone to hug," he said, "No need to envy the two of you." 。" Warmth widened his eyes, Ye Feimo raised an eyebrow, the rest of the people all looked like they knew it for a long time...