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... ing toward him at the sound.
A few loose strands of hair swept across her delicate, porcelain-like face. Though Lu Ying hadn’t approached, he knew for certain that her autumn-like eyes, as limpid as rippling water, must be reflecting him. She had a way of looking at people—intently and profoundly.
"Lu Ying-ge, why are you keeping so far away from me?"
Shen Yinning sat up on the bed. One slender leg crossed beneath her, while her fingers casually tousled her voluminous, sl ...
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