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Ling Ningzhi's pretty face was flushed with embarrassment, she muttered angrily, "What nonsense, why do you, like Chen Mo, enjoy spouting nonsense... Don't, don't rub it, you've wrinkled poor Daoist's clothes..."
"By the way, Jinxiu Workshop has released some new styles. I guessed your size and bought a few pieces for you. Daoist, why don't you try them on?"
Shen Zhixia turned around and came to the wardrobe, took out several pieces of underwear and handed them to Ling Ningzhi.
Looking at the flimsy fabric, Ling Ningzhi hesitated for a moment but still reached out to take them and turned toward the screen. Soon, rustling sounds came from behind.
Shen Zhixia's smile gradually faded as she looked at the painting on the table, silently sighed after a while.
"Brother is such a flirt..."
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The next morning.
Outside the West City Gate, a group of Sky Scale Guard assistant officers were ready to depart.
