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... tone was not cold, but with a touch of tenderness and spoiled.
"Take my hand."
Luo smashed and hurriedly took his hand. There was a hot temperature in his palm, and he sweated slightly.
For five years, since the moment I was sensible, I have never let others take his hand.
He doesn't seem to like others to hold his hand, nor does he like others to hold him.
This is the first time that he offered to take his hand to the dust...
the first time……
"So ...
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