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... . Turns out he wasn’t just joking—
“My lord…” He heard a shy and limpid voice of a boy, sounding so pinchable as if he would shed droplets of pure and clear water upon squishing him. He only heard this boy call him probingly before he stammered slowly, “My lord, how is Your body? Does it still hurt, do You want Lu Wei to serve You?”
Like a young and obedient little wife, shifting closer while gently asking if his lord was cold.
Especially that ‘serve You’, e ...
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