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... , she felt a pang of pain in her head. When she caught sight of the long tresses that fell from behind her ears, she paused, dumbfounded. Was someone fucking with her again?
Long ago, weren’t these long locks of hers cut off by Qiao Hongye? Why were they still here?
The air exuded a faint, pleasant fragrance. Jing Yunzhao turned her head and saw a bowl of porridge on the table. However, what she saw with just this turn of her head struck her dumb.
Her eyes fell on a clean ...
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