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... her pajamas with both hands, not daring to raise her head.

"Fear?"

After a brief silence, the boy spoke first.

Tang Xia sat at the end of the bed in an orderly manner, and answered in a low voice, "A little bit..."

The rumble of thunder seemed to be gradually approaching, and it became clearer and clearer.

Han Yu nodded, stood up and straightened the pillow, and spread the quilt briefly, and then said: "It's still a while before dawn, you should sleep for a whi ...

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“My fiancé whose beauty was said to be capable of causing the downfall of a city, finally decided to throw me away?”

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Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

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