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... ut a muffled grunt. Her taut stomach tightened inward as she propped herself up with one hand. After a moment of pause, she pressed her shoulder lightly against Chen Yi's.
Min Ning didn't brush his hand away. Instead, her gaze settled on his body, covered in wounds. "Zunming..."
Chen Yi's fingers paused at the central line of her abdomen. Catching her gaze, he chuckled softly, "It's nothing, just a few scratches. A few days of training, and they'll heal."
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