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... Pale and slender fingers drew out a white outer robe and draped it over her body while Ye Shaohua fixed the belt around herself.
She glanced sideways at Duan Yunxiu, "Is Yang Ziji in a hurry?"
Her voice was clear and somewhat deep.
Heard in the ears, it was like the gentlest enchantment.
Though the robe was snow-white, which should look as cold as a lotus on Snow Mountain, Duan Yunxiu couldn’t understand why he felt the air around them grow somewhat hot and dry. < ...
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