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... l moon hung high.
The water refilling by the pond touched the pond wall, creating a crisp, hollow echo.
Which made the entire night even more tranquil.
Lin Yi, as he had hoped, was allocated a Japanese-style chamber closest to the Xiaolin Family’s ancestral house by Xiaolin Zhengyu, who was delighted at heart.
Nangong Ling lay on the tatami mat, her pair of fair and smooth legs still bouncing cheerfully.
Clearly, for her,
Sleeping on the ground in ...
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