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... a little into the blanket and avoided eye contact.
Sheng Yize sighed and wrapped his hand around her hand with the needle in it.
Her hand was very cold and the teenager’s warm palm was so comfortable that she didn’t want to let go.
An Xiaxia sniffled and changed the subject. “Sheng Yize, you know what… I’m not that mean. I don’t go around hitting people. It was just that Jian Xin’er stepped out of line today and I had to do it. Before, she and Ding Yiyi locked me up ...
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