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Qi Chengyue blinked several times. She stared blankly at her hand, which Cheng Dongge grabbed so instinctively. It was only after opening the car door and helping her get in did he let go.
She looked at her palm. The warmth and texture of Cheng Dongge’s palm lingered on hers. The moment he held her hand, a surge of electric-like feeling coursed from her wrist upward. It had a numbing sensation.
“Can you handle spicy food?” Cheng Dongge inquired while he started the ...
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