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... that she was so stupid that it would be easy for him to marry her.

The general hugged Whitey’s soft body, and his handsome face slowly approached her. Finally, his nose touched the tip of her nose, and their eyes met.

“Whitey… ”

The general’s voice was very hoarse, and Whitey’s whole body trembled. She shyly bit her lips and slightly raised her eyes, “HMM?”

“Say one thing. I love you.”

Little White’s face was flushed red and she was reluctant to say it. Th ...

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