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... of hands reached out and lifted him. Pei Zhen hated himself for being a cat. No matter how much he struggled, he was unable to escape from Fu Sichen’s grip.
Arghhhh!
Angry.
Seriously angry.
Completely misunderstanding Pei Zhen’s fury, Fu Sichen assumed that he was just jealous. With a smile and twinkle in his eyes, he laughed. “I kissed your daddy, are you envious?”
“Envious my foot,” thought Pei Zhen.
“No need to be envious; everyone has a share.”
After ...
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