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... trange snowstorm.
Nestled in Ah Da's warm embrace, Xiaoya stretched out her hand to touch the soul-suppressing bead in Ah Da's hand, looking at the soul-suppressing bead that was faintly shining with light inside the bright yellow bead, Xiaoya then remembered I seem to have forgotten to ask Ada—why this time I am more interested in the northernmost snowfield than I am in the northernmost snowfield.
Looking up at Ah Da who was expressionless but looking at her tenderly, Xiao Ya pout ...
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