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... eyes. He lowered his long eyelashes to hide those dreadful thoughts. Enduring the pain that came from his broken meridians, he picked up a piece of wood from the woodpile in the corridor and quickly carved out a rough cup along with a lid.
Yuan Jue coldly squeezed the cup and turned around. His expression looked icy. “I’ll do it.”
Ruan Qiuqiu didn’t get why he was suddenly unhappy. Since he offered, there was no reason for her to ...
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