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... ong>well-experienced. In addition to accompanying it to play, he would also tell the Little Phoenix a bedtime story when it refuses to obediently go to bed.


“.…..with it’s close eyes, floating in the depths of the white clouds. The soft clouds all around, slowly lifts it up, as if floating in warm seawater, as it softly drifts into the distance……”


The Little Phoenix’s eyes were gently covered by An Ying’s hand while he spoke of this. The instant it’s line of sigh ...

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