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... hort legs moved surprisingly fast—but unfortunately, she was only about two feet tall.
A tiny doll with such short legs wasn’t going to get far. Before she could reach the door, the picture frame on her back snagged on a chair leg—she’d planned to slip under the chair but forgot she was carrying something.
Yu Sheng took a couple of leisurely steps and grabbed Irene, who was still flailing mid-air.
“Hey! That’s not fair! Holding grudges now?” Irene shouted, punching and ki ...
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