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... water-red floral dress, her hair was curled and curled, and she was pinned behind her head with a hairpin. She was wearing gold and silver, and her face was painted with makeup. Compared with the past, she seemed to be a different person, which made Shao Mo He looked each other up and down several times.

   Seeing Shao Mo looking at herself, Peng Fang deliberately raised her hand to touch her hair, so as to reveal the gold bracelet on her wrist that was as thick as chopsticks.

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