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... were white, and he was throwing books at random.
Yellow candlelight.
The man stood sideways under the lamp, pulled a shadow, and cast it on the wall.
Extraordinarily slender and beautiful.
Bai Weiwei couldn't help blinking, and then lowered her head and said, "Master, I'll wash your feet."
The man at the table froze coldly.
"Go out."
The second time he spoke, the impatience in his words was very obvious.
Bai Weiwei stood still and did not d ...
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