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Only by embracing her so genuinely could Mo Zhixuan truly feel at ease.
The next day.
As dawn broke, Chu Jin woke up, or more precisely, hunger had awakened her.
The scent of steamed buns from downstairs drifted up, intensifying Chu Jin’s hunger. She casually grabbed a pillow, stuffed it into his embrace in a move like a cicada sloughing its skin, and smoothly slid out of bed.
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Luckily, she had prepared a buckled shirt for today. The collar just cov ...
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