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... omen, “Need my help? Maybe you’ll have nicer dreams if you find your release.”

“...” This was what she would do when she felt insecure, spooning him from behind so that he couldn’t see her ‘ugly’ side. “No need.” Stroking her hands in assurance, Ru Quan closed his eyes. Did all of this happen so he could meet Bing Shi? A small fire started to stir up in between the sea of ashes. This was seriously bad. His memories of Bing Shi were affecting him in the way of no escape. Being with Bing S ...

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