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... come steady, the ever-pretending-to-sleep Fu Nancheng slowly opened those deep eyes, his cold gaze falling somewhat dazedly on Qiao Mo’s small palm-sized face.
Her face was small, with slightly chubby cheeks and lashes that weren’t very long but were lush and curled, and a tiny pink mouth slightly pouted. Her sleeping appearance made one reluctant to disturb her in the slightest.
The large hand still bearing a needle gently lifted, slowly reaching toward Qiao Mo’s cheek, involunt ...
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