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... hat it doesn’t smudge.” Si Yiyan leaned in towards her forehead and gently blew on the makeup on her forehead.
The moist, warm breath felt slightly numb and ticklish, creating waves of ripples in her heart—as the ripples expanded, her heart constricted. She nervously stretched her hand out and placed it on his chest, in preparation to push him away.
Unexpectedly, as her hand touched his chest, it was burned by scalding heat similar to that of smelting iron, which seeped throu ...
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