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... Jiang Nanshu’s side, his tone urgent, his gaze lingering on the bloodstain at her chest.
Jiang Nanshu looked down briefly: "It’s not my blood."
She extended her hand to Lu Qingyan: "But my hand hurts." ƒreewebɳovel.com
She didn’t know where she had hit when she was hitting someone, but the palm of her hand was not only swollen but also had several scratches.
Lu Qingyan sighed with relief and tenderly touched her hand: "Next time don’t use your hands to hit, find ...
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