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... n pushed the bicycle as he left the school gate, Yun Ya sitting on the back seat, the gentle breeze lifting the hem of her skirt, blowing through the flower season of teenage years.
"Smack with one hand and sweeten with the other, you taught me that. Even if we need to discipline her, there are many ways. Why leave a handle in front of so many people? Otherwise, you’ll be scolded by the headmaster again tomorrow." The corners of the girl’s lips lifted slightly, showing a trace of mischie ...
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