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... n’t guess, and you won’t give a reward; how boring can you be. If I weren’t in such a good mood today, I wouldn’t even bother with you!"
As she spoke, the warm breath from her words showered onto his neck.
Sylvan Cheney’s fingers clenched the newspaper, suppressing his expression.
He didn’t speak.
Jasmine Yale clung to his neck but still felt unsatisfied.
"I’ll have you know, I ranked eighth in my class this time, not bad, right?" Jasmine couldn’t help but ...
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