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... shoulder was just like Youxi’s blanket moments ago, soaked with the sweat from her palms and crumpled into wrinkles.
Shuyan’s throat moved, and a soft sigh slipped from his lips.
Originally, when Shuyan got out of Youxi’s bed, he thought the night would simply pass like this.
He was still enduring, trying to shake off the impact of that accidental kiss and silently reciting the Heart Clarity Spell in his mind.
But who would have known that, following a pillow fig ...
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