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... in the garden for more than ten minutes. It was a midsummer night, although the harsh sunlight in the day was gone.
But the sultry breath is still the same.
My ears were filled with the buzzing of mosquitoes, and there were several bites on my legs, which made me itchy.
Soph scratched for a long time, and anger suddenly welled up in her heart. Why should she sit here and feed the mosquitoes?
Let that couple of dogs and men fight with each other in the castle?
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