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... te Golden Carp she gave him, he placed beside the pillow and slowly played with his fingers. Her Taoism must be very profound, the white snow does not melt even in the dog days, and a trace of cold air emerges from it, making the sultry summer night cool.
Why did she suddenly stick to him and give him something, and then disappear suddenly? When he was about to fall asleep, this question flashed across his not so clear mind, and then he instinctively remembered the various lingering and c ...
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