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... rostbite many days ago, and after arriving here, they were even more swollen, so that the simple act of slipping them into shoes in the morning became a torture.
He held her feet again.
Such intimacy made her feel a little uncomfortable.
She tried to retract her foot again, but failed.
"Don't move." He said, without looking at her, his eyes still fell on her feet, and the movement of applying medicine on his hands never stopped.
The flame of the yak oil lamp wa ...
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