Mo Fanyan just wanted to buy this hairpin, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he shook his head in amazement, didn't look at the hairpin again, and then walked in the direction of the Northern Evil Spirit, and replied lightly, "It's nothing." ”

In ancient times, it was extremely troublesome for people to curl their hair.

In the past, Mo Fanyan was still a third...

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