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Human beings are always full of curiosity about beautiful things. After being captured by you both physically and mentally, they are still willing to know you better. It is hard not to praise this character.
So I have to ask this question again: What color are your underwear? Unfortunately, due to the limitations of cognitive level, we can only stay in imagination.
Is it purple? It is like a sea of lavender flowers blooming in Provence.
Is it red? It is as pure and fragrant as the long river irrigated by Romani wine.
Is it white? Like irises blooming holily on the French royal flag