Siming sat on her knees, her knees together, her hands holding her shoulders taut, her delicate bones appearing distinct, her porcelain white cheeks stained with silvery white silken hair, the wisp of a sly smile hooked at the corner of her mouth flickered, she raised her eyes, staring miserably at Ning for a long time, her complexion struggling, seeming to hold back something, her tightly clenched silver teeth wanting to speak again and again. Lu Married Married looked at this sudden scene of Snow Porcelain and was also taken aback. Ning Nagisa had already jumped ahead and bent down, asking, "Miss Xuechuan, are you alright? Did Qiu Yue play a dirty trick earlier?" He turned his back to Lu Marriage, his words full of concern, but the eyes that looked at Siwei were like a sharp knife, full of threats, as if to say if you dare to pretend again, I will not spare you. The Secretary is emboldened, thinking that Lu married married behind you, you have a thi
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