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... n off, and Zhao Changhe wasn’t sure whether he was getting a break or just becoming more listless.
Fortunately, the longed-for bath was finally done; he had slept haphazardly on the couch for half the night. As he sniffed the floral scent of the bedding, half asleep and in a daze, countless silhouettes flitted through his dreams, too chaotic to make out clearly.
Over and over, there were those eyes, fit to be angry or happy, and the snow-white, slender waist and jade-like feet, s ...
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