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After applying the ointment, Si Yiyan tenderly massaged the bruise on her wrist.
Wen Xinya saw that his expression remained dark and his lips were pressed into a line. A sliver of fear swirled in her heart and she threw herself into his arms coquettishly. “It’s really not painful. Even if a 1.9-meter strong man is standing before me now, I can beat him down with one punch.”
With that, she curled her hand into a dainty fist and waved it around. < ...
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