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... in front of him was gone.
Baili Fengming didn't eat much. He kept serving food to Fan Qingyao, "If it's not enough, just order more."
Fan Qingyao shook his head and was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of the traces on the snow-white sleeves and grabbed the beautiful hand in front of him. Under the light, the blood stains on the sleeves with silver zigzag patterns were so dazzling.
“Are you injured?” Fan Qingyao asked in surprise.
Baili Fengming rolled ...
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