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The girl in his arms suddenly stiffened.
There was a charcoal brazier burning inside the carriage, yet her hands were as cold as ice blocks.
Wei Zhao handed a hand warmer to her, gently patting her back hesitantly as he controlled his strength.
He had never done such a thing before. Normally, he spent most of his time rubbing salt into others’ wounds.
Therefore, his movement was not quite skilled.
Yu Tingwan found it difficult to breathe, her r ...
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