Qiao Yu's mind was buzzing, and her gaze at the woman was like a poisonous sword.

The woman subconsciously shrank and didn't dare to look at her.

At this moment, Shen Qingchuan grabbed the woman's shoulders, quickly put on her clothes, and said lightly: "Don't blame Youlan, what kind of fire do you have, come at me!" ”

Qiao Yu chuckled, it was actually such a posture of maintenance.

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