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His voice, though gentle, exerted an invisible pressure.
A wary silence.
Nan Wan turned to look out the window, "Am I that foolish?"
Mu Jin Huan let out a snort, his voice low and mellow, "Not particularly bright either."
His dark eyes opened, giving the woman a sidelong glance before taking her other hand—unsurprisingly cold.
As their skin touched, a continuous heat spread.
Nan Wan pursed her lips, using her free hand to straighten the ...
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