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... ong arms to hoop the soft body around him, trying to hug her and continue to sleep for a while.
But there was no one around.
The brush-like curling feathers trembled a bit, and Lu Yan slowly opened his eyes. After a few seconds, he recovered his clarity, not a dream.
The spring-event last night was not a dream, it was true.
He and An An really did.
An An became his woman.
He sat up suddenly from the bed, the dark blue quilt slid onto his healthy waist an ...
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