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... Qian Ling were led astray as he carried her to the bed...
He placed an expanding object into position...
The next morning.
Saintess Qian Ling awoke from a dream as languid as a spring night. She habitually turned over, not falling into her lover’s arms, and opened her eyes to see Lin Xiaosu sitting by the window.
In his hand was a cup of tea, a smile on his lips, quietly gazing out the window.
Outside, dark clouds gathered. This year’s snow season had alr ...
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