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... an suddenly thought that the medicinal soup might still be hot, and grew somewhat anxious.
"Nangong Mo, your hand... Is your hand burned? Let me see!"
"Don’t move."
But before she could get up and walk over, she was frozen in place by a voice cold as ice shavings.
Yun Ran felt her heart tremble slightly, swallowed silently, and looked at him guiltily, "Nangong Mo, you... you..."
Yun Ran stammered "you" for ages without figuring out what to say next. She or ...
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