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... r: Henyee Translations
Lu Xun’s train of thought started to wander as he looked at his second senior sister’s wooden hairpin, and the more he thought, the more he fantasized.
He thought about how the wooden hairpin held up his second senior sister’s hair. Did that mean… if she were to use her wooden sword, her black hair would flow down and dance with the wind?
As he thought about it, a vivid image started to form in his mind.
Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei didn’t spend mu ...
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