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"Shenhe's Secret Admirer: A Glimpse Before the Date Begins"
"Shenhe's Secret Admirer: A Glimpse Before the Date Begins"
My cheeks flushed slightly, a warmth spreading that had nothing to do with the weather. This outfit... it's a bit... different.
"Is... is this what you wanted to see?" My fingers nervously tug at the top of the garment, trying to pull it up a little higher, though I know it's futile. It's already as high as it can go.
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