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... heir swords and striking at a word of disagreement, there could be such an anomaly.
It would be one thing if he was merely eccentric, but he was also a scoundrel.
"Heh, feigned affection."
Even as she said this, Tian Liuli was still enduring the discomfort of wanting to punch him away, yet she let him do as he pleased.
This was the first time in her long life that she had experienced the feeling of someone helping her comb her hair.
’If this is what people ...
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