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... > His eyes felt sore again.
Qin Zhao did not push him away, but her expression was complex.
The Netherworld Butterfly flew into her forehead, and though she had fainted, her Divine Sense could still perceive the outside world.
She had heard their conversation when Luo Han had made a request of Chu Yan.
"Does it hurt?"
Chu Yan loosened his grip slightly, and she pulled his left hand toward her.
"It’s okay."
He tried to pull his hand back, no ...
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