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... ed with the pale light of fish-belly white.
The woman in the bed, her butterfly-like long lashes quivering, slowly opened a pair of beautiful, enchanting phoenix eyes.
Gazing at the ceiling overhead, Ming Yao's mind was momentarily muddled.
The soreness on her forehead, as well as in her limbs, reminded her that it seemed she was still alive!
She wasn't covered by a blanket and, at some point, had come to hold a man's black overcoat in her arms.
She sniffe ...
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