Chapter 41 Daydreaming
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Updated : Nov 7th, 2020
I felt even more disgusting now. Her hands seemed to have not been washed in a hundred years, and they looked very dark. Her nails were also black, as if they had not been cut in a long time. I thought her nails were no weaker than cursed fetus's nails. If you got caught, you would definitely be poisoned...
Her eyes were filled with hatred and jealousy. An old woman who had lived more than one hundred and twenty would also be jealous of my appearance of an 18-year-old girl. Was her psychology abnormal?
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