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... e and small jars.
Her face was dirty, and a pair of riding boots were hanging from her neck. She looked like a tramp who was picking up trash.
“This is the antique you collected?”
Ye Feng leisurely sat on the carriage and swung his legs, looking at the things she had collected with disdain.
Zhuang Xiaojiao put down her treasure proudly. “Of course, I’ve received treasures.”
Ye Feng pointed at the boots around her neck: “What treasure is this?”
Zhuang Xia ...
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