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... ands on Su Jingshu’s overly slender shoulders, gently kneading them.
His fingertips were extremely careful, as if he feared that a bit more force would make her utterly weak and sick body suffer even more.
Nangong Chang pursed his lips and looked down at Su Jingshu, who had begun to emit a deathly aura in his embrace, his voice low and hoarse, "Jingshu—"
Su Jingshu had already begun to have difficulty breathing, and her whole body was cold.
Hearing Nangong Chang’s ...
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