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... turesque and pleasing, one could not deny that Old Lady Mao San’s dwelling was somewhat simple. Light from outside seeped through the cracks of the wooden lattice window, specks of dust floated in the air, as well as the distinct smell of mothballs the elder used to ward off fleas and the like.
But overall, it was better smelling than the fox stench of the cave within.
Sui Yi pressed her hand against Xiao Dao’s chest, her brows furrowing slightly.
When she had carried the ...
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