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... Xing Shu tied the sash of her sleeping robe, she looked up and met Cheng Lang’s gaze. Cheng Lang’s aura was too imposing—his high nose bridge, well-defined double eyelids, coupled with eyes that were long and upcurved at the corners—exuded an air of distant and indifferent aloofness. Seeing his face, Xing Shu’s anger from Cheng Xingyang’s questioning suddenly subsided tremendously. Although her entire body was sore and aching from the romping, at least she had made Cheng Xingyang a cuckold.
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