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... Suddenly meeting his eyes, Shen Yinning’s grip tightened imperceptibly around the Western-style telescope.
Inside the teahouse.
Xue Ling asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
Lu Ying withdrew his gaze and picked up the teapot in front of him. "Nothing."
He merely had a vague feeling that someone, from a great distance, was observing him.
Could it be that witch?
She also came?
With Luo Xibai?
Tea poured from the spout into the ...
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