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... urtains fluttering.
Upon a bed of bones, Chu Yi lay, hands pillowed beneath his head, gazing at her alluring form, its curves like undulating waves under moonlight, a true feast for his eyes.
He was cultivating a Buddhist meditation technique, honing his concentration.
"I... I will not succumb..."
"Give up... You should abandon that hope..."
The girl bit her lip, clad only in damaged Battle Armor that revealed milky, snow-white skin. Her long, ink-black ha ...
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