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... ven with her eyes closed, the joy emanating from him was contagious.
The room was warm, the faint scent of Fu Siyu lingering at the tip of her nose, the warmth on her face not yet dissipated.
Although she hadn’t brought the white fox she raised in this era, at this moment, Shu Wan felt the pleasure of burying herself in the soft fur of the White Fox.
Joy and timidity intertwined, like the flames burning in the fireplace, fervently blossoming and silently spreading the war ...
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