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... and rested her chin in her hands beneath her face.

“Tada! A blossom for our dear Qing!”

Qing just stared blankly at the ridiculous display, her face worn out with fatigue.

Tang Nanah, slightly embarrassed and a little hurt that Qing wasn’t playing along, was about to whine—until she got a good look at Qing’s face and immediately raised her voice.

“Qing!? What happened to your face!? Have you been crying!?”

During the torture, her body had swelled up. After ...

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