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... ears, a familiar voice rang. The languid voice no longer sounded as casual as before, instead, it carried affection she could even feel. Faint masculine smell and his particular scent seeped into her lungs. Her restless heart got comforted by the low whispers of comfort. “Tong’er, don’t be afraid. It’s just a dream. I’m here.”
She subconsciously circled her arms around Feng Yuran’s waist, her voice uncontrollably shaking. As if in need of comfort, she pitifully accused the maidservant. “T ...
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