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... ion, "It's just a pity..."
The Yang family would never allow him to embark on the path of cultivation.
As dinner was served, half a jar of wine brought by Chen Sixi during the day remained.
Xie Xun reached for it, but Jiang Xiaoxiao beat him to it, her palm unexpectedly landing on the back of his hand.
The young girl had fair skin, with a delicate touch.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Xie Xun didn't recall holding Jiang Xiaoxiao's ...
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