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The method was still as rough.
The only consolation was that he avoided her injured arm.
So, it didn’t hurt.
"Who taught you martial arts?" Feng Yexuan asked coldly.
"What does it have to do with you, Prince?" she protested as she got up, making no hurry to break free from his confining grip.
Instead, she seemed content to sit at the edge of the bed, looking up to meet his indifferent gaze.
Her little feet were still swinging leisurely.
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