Qinger looked at Su Muwei’s jade-like skin, with a line above and a line below. Can this body stay with Lu Fenying in the future?
“Master, will she be scarred where she sewed it?”
“Of course I will stay.” Brooke began to turn to Qing’er’s meridian and replied for granted.
Without leaving a scar, she would not be wasted on surgery.
Brooke lifted Su Muwei’s arm, and the white muscles were so high that the green tendons protruded very high, and the blood was really bad.
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