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... eansing room, and just as she was about to close the door, Yelu Yan’s large hand propped it open.
Li Xianyun knew that she was thinly dressed, visibly so, thus she moved quickly, but she did not expect Yelu Yan to still catch up with her.
She pushed against the wooden door from the inside with both her small hands, her voice laughing with feigned complaint, "Oh, my husband, I’m tired. Please, let me rest."
"Be good, it’ll be quick," Yelu Yan reminded, "Be careful not to p ...
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