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... > There was a kind of water that was rare and precious.
Only those with great fortune would have a chance to drink it.
And Jiang Xu was that lucky one.
After quenching his thirst, Jiang Xu left Chu Youwei’s room.
He had stayed there a bit too long.
...
He brushed his teeth, then knocked on Jiang Xiaoyan’s room door.
“Come in, the door’s not closed,” came Jiang Xiaoyan’s indifferent voice from inside.
Jiang Xu pushed the door open. < ...
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