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Chapter 164 - Denying Just Makes Me Want The Kiss More
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The reborn cultivator shifted herself to sit with her back against Qatrand. The hand that had been up on her head was grabbed at and sat down upon her lap, where she began to idly play with the swordswoman’s fingers.
"When I was a teenager, my parents were already... weakened. They weren’t very old, if you look at the standards of this era. But, mortals living hard lives age quicker."
Her spirit was mostly calm as she spoke. The only ot ...
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