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... out and gently pinched the white folded paper from the table. Qin Yuan smiled and said, "Since Marquis is rounding off my words, how about I write this myself?"
Gu Jinghui looked at Qin Yuan’s delicate fingers and whispered, "Call me husband."
Qin Yuan readily obliged, "Husband."
"Hmm," Gu Jinghui smiled, his long and sharp eyes slightly curved. His face, slightly emaciated from fatigue, appeared even sharper. The words rolled slowly from his lips, "Yuan’er, you and I are ...
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