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... m cup of ginger soup in the biting cold winter, the warmth spreading from her chest to her limbs. She couldn’t help but curve her lips, her gaze becoming more focused.
Pei Fengnong met her eyes for a moment, then awkwardly looked away, rubbing his nose. "And you?" He looked uncomfortable, "Why did you help me fight Ji Yan Chuan?"
In fact, his question was incomplete. What he really wanted to ask was why, knowing she would be in danger, knowing she might even die, she still chose ...
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