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Eyes enchanting, beguiling. Ethan Peterson
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The new concubine that my husband took in saw me being close with the ninth concubine. The next day, the ninth concubine died. Everyone said that she was a man-eating monster, and the next one to die would be me. Then she sneaked into my room, her long snake tail coiling around me, crying: "Sister, if they all die, then you belong to me."

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The new concubine that my husband took in saw me being close with the ninth concubine.
The next day, the ninth concubine died.
Everyone said that she was a man-eating monster, and the next one to die would be me.
Then she sneaked into my room, her long snake tail coiling around me, crying: "Sister, if they all die, then you belong to me."
最新章节 :   Chapter 22. 更新时间 : 2023-09-13 14:46

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