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Qian Qi sat in front of the small wooden hut, her head full of "bumps." She took a deep breath of a nonexistent cigarette, exhaling a ghostly puff of smoke with a forlorn look.
By this time, her whole body was drenched in sweat. Large beads of sweat ran down from the corners of her forehead and into her undershirt, making her look like a weathered wheat farmhand.
Despite the rough appearance, it had nothing sexy about it. Instead, it exuded a certain deceptive fragility, esp ...
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