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... nst Jun Moyan’s chest, her small hand clutching his clothes tightly, her body convulsing with sobs, feeling very aggrieved.
"It’s okay now, don’t cry, I’m here, don’t be afraid."
Jun Moyan wiped her tears, smoothing her hair which was wet with sweat and tears.
"Third Young Master, give Wen Xiao’ai some water." Xiaocha handed over a cup of warm water.
Jun Moyan reached out to take it and then fed it to Wen Xiao’ai.
After drinking a few sips, Wen Xiao’ai’s t ...
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