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... ir was quieter and the entrance was shaded by rough stone walls and hanging animal hide curtains.
Only then did Lin Huahua finally dare lift her face from Feng Yiren’s chest. Her cheeks were still red.
She looked around and, after confirming that fewer people were watching, she coughed lightly and tried to return to normal. Then she remembered she was still being carried.
Immediately, she straightened her little face and ordered, "Put me down."
Feng Yiren’s brows ...
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