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... illed with pleasant dreams, Rong Yan awoke to find that Estelle’s relentless calls had rung seven or eight times already.
Groggily rubbing her messy hair and grabbing her phone, Rong Yan sat up in bed and brought the phone to her ear, “Hello, Estelle.”
“You’re still not up?” Hearing her muzzy, hoarse voice, Estelle guessed she was still in bed.
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As Rong Yan sat up, her arm skin brushed against the early mor ...
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