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... e wildness flashes through her eyes that seem to be closed or open. , still looking as radiant as ever.
Huarong beside her was grinding a spice called Anshencao, which was an extremely luxurious spice. It was different from ordinary spices and needed someone to grind it continuously until it was ground into smoke, and the fragrance was tangy.
Zuo Daoqi first quietly blinked at Huarong, raised his chin at her lower abdomen, until Huarong lowered his head in shame, and then called ou ...
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