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... intense pain from the muscles pressed against the wall made Yan Huan’s smile stiffen on his face.
The ringing phone in his hand, pressed against the wall, caught the attention of both Yan Huan and Tong Yingying. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"Sister Shiyu?"
Tong Yingying glanced at the lit-up phone screen, just about to ask, but as she turned her head, she suddenly caught Yan Huan’s gaze fixed upon her.
Or, to be more precise, on her lips.
"..."
Only then did s ...
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