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... of his hand, biting without reservation.
If her strength hadn’t been so feeble now, that piece of flesh on Feng Yexuan’s hand might not have remained intact.
The taste of blood gradually thickened, filling her mouth.
Eventually, she let go, staring at the wound on his hand, somewhat dazed.
Feng Yexuan, however, was only staring at her face, having never glanced at his own injury.
When her emotions had quieted down slightly, he cupped her face and whispere ...
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