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... heart felt soft and bitter, and his vision became blurry for some reason. After a long while, he whispered, "It was obviously you..."
The voice was nasal, low and gentle, with a soft tone, full of grievance. Xiao Nongzhi felt his chest being rubbed back and forth. He wrapped him up in a fox fur coat like a small ball, turned him around, and kissed his cold forehead: "You wronged me."
Zhong Yansheng's eyelashes trembled several times, and he lowered his head. The tremor in his vo ...
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