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... s a fairy, what does it matter? She’s not favored by the commander-in-chief. All these days, I haven’t seen her enter his bedroom even once.
“Come here, massage my back.” I lean on the Arhat couch, instructing her.
Sure enough, my younger sister walks over, sits across from me, chews on a fruit from the small table, and teases, “Are you itchy?”
Angered, I sit up abruptly, knocking the fruit from her hand, and scold, “Ungracious! You just take people’s things to eat. Did I ...
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