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... so an indescribable emotion interwoven in Wen Qiao’s heart, jostling messily within.
The man beside her was scalding the cup with hot water, and Wen Qiao quietly observed his hands—clearly defined joints, slender fingers, quite aesthetically pleasing.
In the next second, that hand slowly moved toward her, and then a cup of water was placed in front of her.
After completing a series of actions, Fu Jinghen went to scald a cup for himself.
Wen Qiao opened her mouth, ...
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