Looking at the pitiful and sad look of Cixi, Liu Yan sighed.

"Sister Yanyan, what do you mean? Is that what I said?" Cissie felt more and more that, as she said, her three brothers began to dislike themselves.

"I don't know if that big grave doesn't like you, but I think if I'm a man, I'm bound to be obsessed with you." Liu Yan said, and approached Fancy, saying, "Look at your face powder, this neck is tender, this waist is soft, this leg is thin!"

"Why are you Yanyan Sister?" When Liu Yan looked up and down, Fan Qi forgot her sadness and turned around to hide.

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