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Xiaotou began to ponder, the big head on his neck no longer seemed to be of any use.
"Get down."
Song Shou'an, emboldened by alcohol, stepped forward and fiercely slapped the side of the carriage.
"Come out and let this master inspect you, to see if you are indeed a lewd woman."
Feng Yun laughed.
She slowly lifted the curtain, taking a close look at the face before her.
The light was dim, but she observed him earnestly.
From his brows to his eyes, she tried to find traces of Pei Jue on Song Shou'an's face.
Alas...
It couldn't bear close scrutiny.
At that moment, she could even understand why Li Sangruo, despite having such a man, still couldn't bear to let go of Pei Jue.
"How do you wish to inspect?" she asked softly.
Song Shou'an was stunned.
There was a lantern hanging in front of the carriage, casting a misty light.
