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... urvival
“Sylvan Cheney, as long as you ask, I can give you anything, you saved my life…” Jasmine Yale whimpered, lying in his arms.
With her eyes closed, she had lost all her sleepiness.
“Like tonight, if you wanted me, I wouldn’t refuse.”
Sylvan Cheney’s brow furrowed, his slender fingers gently stroking her cheek.
“Jasy.” His eyes were tinged with indifference, “Do you know that there is a kind of warmth called ‘relying on each other for life’?”
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